Met this guy named Simon
Heard our band play one day
Can't be no denyin'
When we plugged in our amps we scared that muther' away
A celebrity of sorts, he's a big track star
He don't even skate or skim, he don't even play guitar
Who are you to judge, yeah, who d'ya think you are
He don't think too much of us, thinks we'll never get far
We were electrifyin'
Rippin' it to the core
Seems he didn't like my rhymin'
Should have got off his ass
And just walked straight out the door
A celebrity of sorts, he's a big track star
He don't even skate or skim, he don't even play guitar
Who are you to judge? Yeah, who d'ya think you are?
He don't think too much of us, thinks we'll never get far
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Simon said, "You callin' this music?"
Simon said, "I think you better lose it"
I think instead, man, you better move it
Just drop dead, I think I'm gonna' lose it, yeah
Let's rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up
I don't care what Simon Said, no
Rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up
Haven't heard from Simon
Since our basement jam that day
I guess I would be lyin'
If I said that I cared what anyone says anyway
A celebrity of sorts, he's a big track star
He don't even skate or skim, he don't even play guitar
Who are you to judge? Yeah, who d'ya think you are?
He don't think too much of us, thinks we'll never get far
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah
Simon said, "You callin' that music?"
Simon said, "I think you better lose it"
I think instead, man, you better move it
Just drop dead, I think I'm gonna' lose it, yeah
Let's rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up. Rip it up
I don't care what Simon Said, no
F*ck you, Simon