Luyện nghe bài hát Timmy Yo

This is a song for one of the of punk
All the rock star bullshit he afraid to debunk
Labeled himself a commie
When in fact he was mommy

Gave the a good place to go
And the of bands somewhere to show
Now he is dead for over years
are all the tributes for all your careers

NOFX for years their way
Laughing at what the punks had to say
Taking the piss out of everyone's anger and
being a shill for the warped sneaker tour fashion

Epitaph, you us cry and laugh
As you kick back and rake in the
You're the chief magnate of the music machine
Yeah and you say you fucked up the scene

Raking in fucking in dough
What the scene have to show?
Shrewd men, you made your big score
For the charging thirty dollars at the door

Well you fat cats slap yourselves on the
greed and piggishness are documented facts
You all think you're special and
Real everywhere hope you burn in hell

So this song is for you Timmy you were blue
You could see where it was going, you new
Bad Religion hanging out with Spears
Pink and Rancid each others careers

Sell yourself out for better
an old line, a shitty solution
Now you're of the music conglomeration
your punk attitudes to the whole nation

So I am sorry if it all mean shit to me
music was supposed to set us free
Not to buy up in the Hollywood Hills
All you so talented people give me the chills