Intro:
E|-15-15-15-15-15-15-15-15-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-14---|
B|---------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------|        (2x)
D|---------------------------------------------------|  
A|---------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------|

     G                D/F#
E|---3------------------2--------|
B|---3------------------3--------|
G|---4------------------2--------|  (Base)
D|---5------------------4--------|  
A|---5------------------5--------|
E|---3------------------2--------|

Verso 1
G                         D/F#
Daddy's gonna come to meet us
                           G
Every guy that wished and fell 
                        D/F#
I got a brand new apartment
                            G
On the other side of Poway Hill
                        D/F#
Every kid is dreading Monday
                     G
Ice is on my window sill
                           D/F#
Waiting for a brand new skateboard
                           G
I'm waiting for a bit of skill
                         D/F#
Tommy want a punk-rock weekend
                       G
And Tommy need a new guitar
                            D/F#
Tommy ain't a high school drop out
                          
Who kicked out of high school

Pré-Refrão:
      C
I'm holding my head is gonna blow up my mind
Wake shot up these words
I've got quite a bit grey
Like they were yesterday
We were on our way
When the songs do their thing

Refrão:
          G                            D
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up again
            Em                            D
Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way
              G                         D
And make the most of themselves but we sound the alarm
            Em                                      D                      G (DEIXE SOAR)
Like they jumped straight out of Hell a freaking hydrogen bomb bombs away

  ***Riff de Guitarra Refrão:***

E|--10---10---10---10---8---8---8---8---7---7---7---7---------|
B|-----8----8----8----8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8-------|   (4x)


Verso 2:
G                                  D/F#
You gotta get the rules and break them
                              G
This house is getting out of hand
                           D/F#
Mother's got a thing for praying
                          G
But God is gonna hate my band
                         D/F#
Tommy wants a life of purpose
                          G
Tommy has some dreams to plan
                        D/F#
I drive to that shit apartment

I'm gonna build a punk-rock band

Pre-Refrão:
     C
I'm holding my head is gonna blow up my mind
Wake shot up these words
I've got quite a bit grey
Like they were yesterday
We were on our way
When the ships at land

Refrão:
          G                            D
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up again
            Em                            D
Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way
              G                         D
And make the most of themselves but we sound the alarm
            Em                                      D
Like they jumped straight out of Hell a freaking hydrogen bomb bombs away

         G                            D
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up one day
            Em                               D
With steady wings they will fly from up and out of their cage
             G                           D
We show the worst of themselves we must sound the alarm
                  Em                             D
These kids, they jumped out of Hell a freaking hydrogen bomb bombs away

Ponte:
     G  D/F#  G  D/F#  G  D/F#  G  D/F#   G

 Refrão:
          G                            D
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up again
            Em                            D
Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way
              G                         D
And make the most of themselves but we sound the alarm
            Em                                      D
Like they jumped straight out of Hell a freaking hydrogen bomb bombs away

         G                            D
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up one day
            Em                               D
With steady wings they will fly from up and out of their cage
             G                           D
We show the worst of themselves we must sound the alarm
                  Em                             D                      G
These kids, they jumped out of Hell a freaking hydrogen bomb bombs away