[Verse 1]
I never thought we'd get a break
But then you put out our first tape
You liked our stuff, you had the cash
We made a deal with no contract
We pressed record, put down some tracks
C'mon, buddy, we'll pay you back
You paid the bills, then we got huge
Later on, you'd just get screwed

Stupid song, stupid band, stupid riff
Stupid song

[Verse 2]
We picked our nose, pulled down our pants
Music comedy's never been more advanced
182 degrees we turned and walked away
This bridge is burned

[Chorus]
And nothing ever could be more wrong
You Take my name off your stupid song
Here's hoping that your karma never ends
It's so punk rock to screw your friends

[Verse 3]
We sold a bunch, we gave you half
You had an idea that made us laugh
Let's put it out on a CD
Well, that would be cool if it were up to me
Our lawyers gave us some advice
I know that a "thank you" would be nice
A half a mill, we can't resist
Servin' your ass with a cease and a desist
[Outro 1]
We got ours, he won't get his
That's what we like to call show biz
The buddha said, "Don't stop to think"
You might just miss it if you blink
Nothing could be more wrong
Take my name off your stupid song
We're hopin' that your karma never ends
It's so punk rock to screw your friends

[Outro 2]
Sorry, old bro, you get no dough
You were our pimp, now, you're our hoe
Sorry, old bro, you get no dough
You were our pimp, now, you're our hoe

Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah
Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah, nyeah

Sorry, old bro, you get no dough
You were our pimp, now, you're our hoe
Sorry, old bro, you get no dough
You were our pimp, you were our pimp, now, you're our hoe