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sum 41 - what we're all about lyrics

[verse 1]
nevertheless am i dressed for the occasion
it’s number 32 now here’s the situation
if the beat moves your feet then don’t change the station
now pack your bags cause we’re leaving on a permanent vacation
well, i’m a disaster
a microphone master
put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
it’s not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
about sweating all the b-tches in the biker shorts
i’m dave brown sound and you see me running late
cause i’m always making time to make your girlie feel great
and i’m bizzy d from way down town
i’m known to rock a mic like a king was a crown
when i’m on top i’m gonna borrow that bootie
hustling deals like mickey macoote
when i wake up i like a pound of bacon
start off the day with my arteries shaking

[chorus]
rock! it’s what we’re all about
it’s what we live for
c’mon, shout it out
rock! it’s what we’re all about
it’s what we live for
c’mon, shout it out
rock! it’s what we’re all about
it’s what we live for
c’mon, shout it out
rock! it’s what we’re all about
it’s what we live for
c’mon, shout it out

[verse 2]
well i bring down the house in every city we play
just from pickin’ up the mic’ in a usual way
we rock guitars with a b-ss that’s funny
we could even tear it up at a grade-school party
well i can keep the beat, but i can’t break dance
it’s hard to look cool in crazy pants
but i wear ’em anyway even when they look whack
it’s my personal way to bring the ’80s back
gave up the life of serving burger and fries
high cholesterol, getting grease in my eyes
i was drinking underage, i belong on stage
h-llo, rock ‘n’ roll, goodbye, minimum wage
i’m teaching you a lesson in mic’ control
making rhymes with my letters in my cereal bowl
lucky number seven every dice i roll
sum 41 to the power as the poon patrol

[verse 3]
well let’s avoid confusion by making one thing clear
the rock we’re bringin’ is gonna instill fear
and the power we control should be revered
we sold our soul to satan two times last year
take a look to the point, to the point i’m making
we rock the oven when we’re stone cold baking
and we get outta hand and bust up the room
jd is to blame for the legion of doom
cause i’m the b-i double z-y
you ain’t better than me, i ain’t your average guy
i like to watch girls shake with a kung fu grip (wah)
well the goon platoon is on the flavor trip
we beat down london, we slayed la
got an apb on the jams we play
so when you’re on the stage cold grabbing your c-ck
pledge allegiance to the sum, the new kings of rock

- sum 41 lyrics

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