Deryck Whibley

Strolling to the party like my name is el nino
Well i'm hanging out drinking in the back of an el
camino
As a kid, was a skid
and no one knew me by name
trashed my own house party
cause nobody came

Well i know i'm not the one
you thought u knew back in high school
never going, never showing up when we had to
it's the attention that we crave
don't tell us to behave
i'm sick of always hearing act your age

*I don't wanna waste my time
become another casualty of society
i'll never fall in line
become another victim of your conformity

Back Down..

Because you don't know us at all
We laugh when old people fall
but what would you expect with a conscious so
small
heavy metal, and mullets is how we were raised
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised

Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense
and cutting people down is just a minor offense
and
it's none of your concern
i guess i'll never learn
i'm sick of being told to wait my turn

*Repeat

Back Down..

Don't count on me, to let you know when
Don't count on me, i'll do it again
Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing
Don't count on me, cause i'm not listening

Well i'm a no goodick lower middle class brat
back packed and i don't give a shit about nothing
you'll be standing on the corner talking all
that(kufuffin)?
but you don't make any sense with all the gas
you'll
be huffin'
cause if the egg don't stain
you'll be ringin off the hook
you're on the hit list
wanted in the telephone book
i like songs with distortion
drinking in proportion
the doctor said my mom should've had an abortion

*Repeat

Back Down..

Waste my time with a casualy of society
Waste my time with a victim of your conformity

What We're All About by Sum 41
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
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 bitches 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 Macooty
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
Well I bring down the house in every city we play
Just from pickin' up the mic' in a usual way
We rock and talk with a bass 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 80's back
Gave up the life of servin' burger and fries
High cholesterol gettin' grease in my eyes
I was drinkin' underage I belong on stage Hello rock 'n'
roll goodbye minimum wage
I'm teachin' you a lesson in mic' control
Makin' rhymes with my letters in my cereal bowl
Lucky number seven every dice I roll
Sum 41 to the power as the boob patrol
Chorus & Guitar Solo
Well let's avoid confusion by makin' 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 makin' We
rock............stone cold bakin' <-----(Beastie
Boys)
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
Well the goon platoon is on the flavor trip
We beat down London, slayed LA Got an APB on the jams we
play So when you're on the stage cold
grabbin' your c*ck
We release something the new kings of rock

The Hell Song / Sum 41


Everybody's got their problems,
everybody says the same thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them,
and knowing how to change the things
you've been through.
I feel I've come to realize,
how fast life can be compromised.
Step back to see what's going on,
I can't believe this happened to you.
This happened to you.
It's just a problem that we're faced with, am I
not the only one who hates to stand by.
Complications ended first in this line
with all these pictures running through my mind.
Knowing endless consequences,
I feel so useless in this.
Get back, step back and as for me, I can't believe.
Part of me won't agree
cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly I don't feel so insecure.
Part of me won't agree
cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly I don't feel so insecure anymore.
...

Everybody's got their problems,
everybody says the same thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them,
But what else are we s'posed to do?

Part of me won't agree
cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly I don't feel so insecure.
Part of me won't agree
cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly I don't feel so insecure anymore.
...x2

Why do the things that matter the most
Never end up being what we chose?
Now that I find out, it ain't so bad
I don't think I knew what I had [x2]

Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on an opposite track
As we recover from another social heart attack

You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs

So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless how
Can I even sleep at night you ask
You say you're a pacifist
Instead you wave your fist
And all the while it becomes the end again

Make up your mind cause I can't decide
You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind

What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision
If your life was a book your story would be fiction

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
Pack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Hot Chocolate and you'll 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 with a crown
When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie
Hustling deals like Micky Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking

ROCK!
It's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out [x4]

You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and direct
With a dialect most men in science can't disect
Thoughts interwoven, and let us interlock
So now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wild, I get frantic
And every time we spit it the world panicks
I maybe lost my mind well I ain't through the coop
But Sum 41 just ain't about a loop
Ring a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rap
And maybe all about rock!