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Album: Miscellaneous (2001)
Artists: Sum 41

  1. 88
  2. All Messed Up
  3. All She's Got
  4. Angels with Dirty Faces
  5. Asshole
  6. Billy Spleen
  7. Crazy Amanda Bunkface
  8. Dave's Possessed Hair / It's What We're All About
  9. Fat Lip
  10. Handle This
  11. Heart Attack
  12. Hell Song
  13. Hooch
  14. Hyper-Insomnia-Para-Condrioid
  15. In Too Deep
  16. It's What We're All About
  17. Motivation
  18. Mr. Amsterdam
  19. My Direction
  20. Never Wake Up
  21. No Reason
  22. Open Your Eyes
  23. Over My Head (Better Off Dead)
  24. Pain For Pleasure
  25. Pieces
  26. Poor De Chiciro *
  27. Reign In Pain (Heavy Metal Jamboree)
  28. Rhythms
  29. Slipping Away
  30. Still Waiting
  31. T. H. T.
  32. Thanks For Nothing
  33. The Bitter End
  34. we're all to blame
  35. Welcome To Hell
  36. What We're All About
  37. Yesterday.com


Sum 41
Miscellaneous
What We're All About
Thanks to wwf_diva10@hotmail.com and jimmybeaulieu@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics.

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 Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking

[Chorus x4]
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 dis
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 poon patrol

[Chorus x4]

Well it's a...I'm 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 the oven when we're stone cold bakin'
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