Fat Lip (acoustic)

	  		  
E         
Storming through the party like my name was El Ninio  
A  
When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino  
E  
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.  
A  
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came.  
  
(Pré Chorus) Abafado  
E  
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school  
C#m                             A  
Never going, ever showing up when we had to.  
E  
Is it attention that we crave don't tell us to behave,  
C#m                           A  
I'm sick of always hearing act your age.  
  
(Chorus) "Power chord"  
E                    B  
I don't want to waste my time  
   C#m                   A    
And become another casualty of society.  
E                     B  
I'll never fall in line  
    C#m                   A  
Become another victim of your conformity   
And back down.  
 
(Verse)  
Because you don't  
E   
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.  
A  
But what would you expect with a conscience so small.  
E  
Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised.  
A  
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised  
  
(Pré Chorus)  
E  
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,  
C#m                                         A  
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,  
E  
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn.  
C#m                                A  
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.  
  
(Chorus) "Power chord"  
E                    B  
I don't want to waste my time  
   C#m                   A    
And become another casualty of society.  
E                     B  
I'll never fall in line  
    C#m                   A  
Become another victim of your conformity   
And back down.  
  
(DEDILHADO)  
E      B       C#m                 A             
Don't count on me, to let you know when.  
E      B       C#m                 A   
Don't count on me, I'll do it again.  
E      B       C#m                 A   
Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing.  
E      B       C#m                 A   
Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.  
  
E  
Well I'm a no-goodnick lower middle class brat,  
A  
Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothing.  
E  
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin.  
A  
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing.  
E  
Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook,  
A  
You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.  
E  
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.  
A  
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.   
  
(Chorus) "Power chord"  
E                    B  
I don't want to waste my time  
   C#m                   A    
And become another casualty of society.  
E                     B  
I'll never fall in line  
    C#m                   A  
Become another victim of your conformity   
And back down.  
E           B  
Waste my time with them  
C#m         A  
Casualty of society.  
E          B  
Waste my time again,  
C#m          A  
Victim of your conformity   
And back down.