What Were All About chords by Sum 41

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: F#

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
F#


Verse 1:
N.C.
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
N.C.
It's number 32 now here's the situation
N.C.
If the beat moves your feet then don't change the station
N.C.
Now pack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation
N.C.
Well, I'm a disaster
N.C.
A microphone master
N.C.
Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
N.C.
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
                               B                  N.C.
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
    F#m         N.C.                             A B
I'm Dave Brown Sound and you see me running late
N.C.
Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
    F#          N.C.
And I'm Bizzy D from way down town
                               B
I'm known to rock a mic like a king was a crown
F#              N.C.
When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie
B              N.C.
Hustling deals like Mickey Macoote
F#             N.C.                    A B
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
N.C.
Start off the day with my arteries shaking

Chorus:
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
      A                    F#
Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out


Verse 2:
F#     N.C.
Well I bring down the house in every city we play
          B                   N.C.
Just from pickin' up the mic' in a usual way
   F#           N.C.                    A B
We rock guitars with a bass that's funny
N.C.
We could even tear it up at a grade-school party
           F#             N.C.                   A B
Well I can keep the beat, but I can't break dance
N.C.
It's hard to look cool in crazy pants
      F#       N.C.                            A B
But I wear 'em anyway even when they look whack
N.C.
It's my personal way to bring the '80s back
F#                                          A B
Gave up the life of serving burger and fries
N.C.
High cholesterol, getting grease in my eyes
N.C.
I was drinking underage, I belong on stage
                             B
Hello, rock 'n' roll, goodbye, minimum wage
    F#       N.C.                        A B
I'm teaching you a lesson in mic' control
N.C.
Making rhymes with my letters in my cereal bowl
F#                                  A B
Lucky number seven every dice I roll
N.C.                                  D
Sum 41 to the power as the poon patrol


Chorus:
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
      A                    F#
Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out


Instrumental:
F#  A  B  E
F#  A   x4
F#


Verse 3:
N.C.                                                A E
Well let's avoid confusion by making one thing clear
N.C.
The rock we're bringin' is gonna instill fear
        F#                                A B
And the power we control should be revered
N.C.
We sold our soul to Satan two times last year
F#                                               A B
Take a look to the point, to the point I'm making
N.C.
We rock the oven when we're stone cold baking
       F#                                 A B
And we get outta hand and bust up the room
N.C.
JD is to blame for the Legion of Doom
              F#            A E
Cause I'm the B-I double Z-Y
N.C.
You ain't better than me, I ain't your average guy
         F#                                         A B
I like to watch girls shake with a kung fu grip (wah)
N.C.
Well the goon platoon is on the flavor trip
   F#                            A B
We beat down London, we slayed LA
N.C.
Got an APB on the jams we play
   F#                                              A B
So when you're on the stage cold grabbing your cock
                                                   D
Pledge allegiance to the Sum, the new kings of rock


Chorus:
                             F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
      A                    F#
Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out
F#      A                    F#
  Rock! It's what we're all about
F#
It's what we live for
A                  F#
C'mon, shout it out