Bowling for soup - Punk Rock 101 Tabbed by Andrew Driscoll (MerthyrLad, [email protected])

This is not the best of songs I admit, but here goes anyway!!

intro: A G# B
       A C# B

then:

E F# A

(Bass only)
She works at Hot Topic
His heart microscopic
She thinks that it's love
But to him it's sex
He listens to emo
But Fat Mike's his hero
His bank account's zero
What comes next?

E
Same song different chorus

E            F#
It's stupid, contagious
A
To be broke and famous
E              F#
Can someone please save us
A
From Punk Rock 101?
E               F#
My Dickies, your sweat pants
A
My spiked hair, your new Vans
A              F#
Let's throw up our rock hands
A
For Punk Rock 101

(Bass Only)
She bought him a skateboard
A rail slide, his knee tore
He traded it for drums 
At the local pawn shop
She left him for staring at girls
And not caring When she cried 
Cause she thought Bon Jovi broke up

E
Same song second chorus

As 1st chorus
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us
From Punk Rock 101?
My Dickies, your sweat pants
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands
For Punk Rock 101

Don't forget the delay
On the very last word

(Piano and drum machine)
Seven years later
He works as a waiter
She married a trucker
And he's never there [RIFF A]
The story never changes
Just the names and faces
Like Tommy and Gina
They're livin' on a prayer

RIFF A

e|     0
b| 0h1       ????? <--- wrong
g|

(N.C)
Erik: Did you just say that?

I said....
(As chorus)
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us
From Punk Rock 101?
My Dickies, your sweat pants
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands
For Punk Rock 101

(As chorus)
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us
From Punk Rock 101?
My Dickies, your sweat pants
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands
For Punk Rock 101

(As chorus)
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us
From Punk Rock 101?
My Dickies, your sweat pants
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands
For Punk Rock 101

Intro