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{title: What's up} {artist: 4 Non Blondes} {time: 4/4} {tempo: 67} {key: A} {meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06} {start_of_part: Intro} [A] [Bm] [D] [A] [A] [Bm] [D] [A] {end_of_part} {start_of_verse: Verse 1} [A] twenty-five years and my life is still [Bm]trying to get up that great big hill of [D]hope, for a desti[A]nation {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 2} I [A]realized quickly when I knew I should that the [Bm]world was made up of this brotherhood of [D]man, for whatever that [A]means {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 3} and so I [A]cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed just to [Bm]get it all out what's in my head, and I [D] I am feeling a little pe[A]culiar {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 4} and so I [A]wake in the morning and I step outside and I [Bm]take a deep breath and I get real high, and I [D] scream at the top of my lungs: What's going [A]on? {end_of_verse} {start_of_chorus: Chorus 1} and I say, [A]hey hey hey hey-ey, [Bm]hey hey hey I said [D]hey, what's going [A]on? and I say, [A]hey hey hey hey-ey, [Bm]hey hey hey I said [D]hey, what's going [A]on? {end_of_chorus} {start_of_part: Link} [A] [Bm] [D] [A] [A] [Bm] [D] [A] {end_of_part} {start_of_verse: Verse 5} and I [A]try, oh my god do I [Bm]try, I try all the [D]time, in this insti[A]tution and I [A]pray, oh my god do I [Bm]pray, I pray every single [D]day for a revo[A]lution {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 3} and so I [A]cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed just to [Bm]get it all out what's in my head, and I [D] I am feeling a little pe[A]culiar {end_of_verse} {start_of_verse: Verse 4} and so I [A]wake in the morning and I step outside and I [Bm]take a deep breath and I get real high, and I [D] scream at the top of my lungs: What's going [A]on? {end_of_verse} {chorus: Chorus 2} {chorus: Chorus 3 (backing vocals sing Verse 4)} {start_of_part: Link} [A] [Bm] [D] [A] [A] [Bm] [D] [A] {end_of_part} {start_of_verse: Verse 1} [A] twenty-five years and my life is still [Bm]trying to get up that great big hill of [D]hope, for a desti[A]nation {end_of_verse}