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| american idiot Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Don't wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation under the new mania And can you hear the sound of hysteria The subliminal mind fuck America Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Where everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones meant to follow For that's enough to argue
Maybe I am the faggot America I'm not a part of a redneck agenda Now everybody do the propaganda And sing along to the age of paranoia Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones meant to follow For that's enough to argue
Don't want to be an American idiot One nation controlled by the media Information age of hysteria Calling out to idiot America Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones meant to follow For that's enough to argue | |
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| jesus of suburbia Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, & Tre Cool
I. JESUS OF SUBURBIA I'm the son of rage and love, The Jesus of suburbia, From the bible of "none of the above", On a steady diet of soda pop and ritalin, No one ever died for my sins in hell, As far as I can tell, At least the ones I got away with
But there's nothing wrong with me, This is how I'm supposed to be, In a land of make believe, That don't believe in me
Get my television fix, Sitting on my crucifix, The living room in my private womb, While the Mom's and Brad's are away, To fall in love and fall in debt, To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane, To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
II. CITY OF THE DAMNED At the center of the earth, In the parking lot, Of the 7-11 where I was taught, The motto was just a lie
It says: home is where your heart is, But what a shame, 'Cause everyone's heart, Doesn't beat the same, We're beating out of time
City of the dead, At the end of another lost highway, Signs misleading to nowhere, City of the damned, Lost children with dirty faces today, No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti, In the bathroom stall, Like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall, And so it seemed to confess, It didn't say much, But it only confirmed that, The center of the earth, Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
III. I DON'T CARE I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care
Everyone Is So Full Of Shit! Born and raised by hypocrites, Hearts recycled but never saved, From the cradle to the grave, We are the kids of war and peace, From Anaheim to the middle east, We are the stories and disciples of, The Jesus Of Suburbia
Land of make believe, And it don't believe in me, Land of make believe, And I don't believe, And I don't care!
IV. DEARLY BELOVED
Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying, Are we demented? Or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy can you please fill the void? Am I Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused, For the lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
V. TALES FROM ANOTHER BROKEN HOME To live and not to breathe, Is to die in tragedy, To run, to run away, To find what you believe, And I leave behind, This hurricane of fucking lies, I lost my faith to this, This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the light of masochists, And I leave behind, This hurricane of fucking lies, And I walked this line, A million and one fucking times, But not this time
I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go, Running away from pain, When you've been victimized, Tales from another broken home
You're leaving... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah you're leaving home... | |
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holiday Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Hear the sound of the falling rain, Coming down like and Armageddon flame, The shame, The ones who died without a name, Hear the dogs howling out of key, To a hymn called "Faith and Misery", And bleed the company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ, From the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives On Holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time, Another protester has crossed the line, To find the money's on the other side, Can I get another Amen? There's a flag wrapped around the score of men, A gag, A plastic bag on a monument
The representative from California has the floor
Zieg Heil to the president gas man, Bombs away is your punishment, Pulverize the Eiffel towers, Who criticize your government, Bang, Bang goes the broken glass, Kill all the fags that don't agree, Trials by fire setting fire, Is not a way that's meant for me, Just cause, Just cause because we're outlaws, yeah!
I beg to dream and differ, From the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives, I beg to dream and differ, From the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday
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| boulevard of broken dreams Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone I walk this empty street On the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the borderline of the edge And where I walk alone Read between the lines of what's Fucked up and everything's alright Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive And I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Til then I walk alone
I walk alone I walk a
I walk this empty street On the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Til then I walk alone | |
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| are we the waiting? Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Starry nights city lights, Coming down over me, Skyscrapers and stargazers, In my head
Are we we are, are we we are, The waiting, unknown, This dirty town was burning down in my dreams, Lost and found city bound in my dreams
And screaming, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, And screaming, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
Forget me nots and second thoughts, Live in isolation, Heads or tales and fairytales in my mind, Are we we are, are we we are, The waiting, unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life, The Jesus of suburbia is a lie And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown, Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown. | |
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| st. jimmy Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on the count of 1,2,1,2,3,4!
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out Suicide commando that your momma talked about King of the forty theives And I'm here to represent That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe Raised in the city under a halo of lights The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
I'll give you something to cry about.
ST. JIMMY!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun I'm the one that's from the way outside I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun In the cult of the life of crime.
I really hate to say it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy Welcome to the club and give me some blood And the resident leader at the lost and found
It's comedy and tragedy It's St. Jimmy And that's my nameeeeeee...and don't wear it out! | |
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| give me novacaine Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Take away the sensation inside, Bittersweet migraine in my head, It's like a throbbing toothache, Of the mind, I can't take this feeling anymore
Drain the pressure from the swelling, This sensations overwhelming, Give me a long kiss goodnight, And everything will be alright, Tell me that I won't feel a thing
Give me novacaine
Out of body and out of mind, Kiss the demons out of my dreams, I get the funny feeling and that's alright, Jimmy says it's better than here
Drain the pressure from the swelling, This sensations overwhelming, Give me a long kiss goodnight, And everything will be alright, Tell me Jimmy, I won't feel a thing
Give me novacaine | |
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| she's a rebel Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
She's a rebel She's a saint She's salt of the earth And she's dangerous
She's a rebel Vigilante Missing link on the brink Of destruction
From Chicago to Toronto She's the one that they Call old whatsername
She's the symbol of resistance and she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade
is she dreaming what I'm thinking is she the mother of all bombs gonna detonate
is she trouble like I'm trouble make it a double twist of fate or a melody that
sings the revolution the dawning of our lives she brings the liberation that I just cant define nothing comes to mind
She's a rebel She's a saint She's salt of the earth And she's dangerous
She's a rebel Vigilante Missing link on the brink Of destruction
She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous | |
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| extraordinary girl Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
She's an extraordinary girl, In an ordinary world, And she can't seem to get away
He lacks the courage in his mind, Like a child left behind, Like a pet left in the rain
She's all alone again, Wiping the tears from her eyes
Somedays he feels like dying, She gets so sick of crying
She sees the mirror of herself, An image she wants to sell, To anyone willing to buy
He steals the image in her kiss, From her hearts apocalypse, From the one called whatsername She's all alone again, Wiping the tears from her eyes
Somedays he feels like dying
Somedays it's not worth trying, Now that they both are finding, She gets so sick of crying | |
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| letterbomb Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Nobody likes you... Everyone left you... They're all out without you... Having fun...
Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly stacks up ten high The dummy failed the crash test Collecting unemployment checks Like a flunkie along for a ride
Where have all the riots gone As your city's model gets pulverized? What's in love is now in debt On your birth certificate So strike the fucking match to light this fuse!
The town bishop is an extortionist And he don't even know that you exist Standing still when it's do or die You better run for your fucking life
It's not over 'till your underground It's not over before it's too late It's cities burnin' It's not my burden It's not over before it's too late
There's nothing left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself? And where will we all go when it's too late?
And don't look back
You're not the Jesus of Suburbia The St. Jimmy is a figment of Your father's rage and your mother's love Made me the idiot America
It's not over 'till your underground It's not over before it's too late It's cities burnin' It's not my burden It's not over before it's too late
She said I can't take this place I'm leaving it behind
Well she said I can't take this town I'm leaving you tonight | |
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| Wake me up when September ends Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends
Like my fathers come to pass Seven years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are
As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again Like we did when spring began Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are
As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass Twenty years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends Wake me up when September ends Wake me up when September ends | |
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| homecoming Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, & Tre Cool
I. THE DEATH OF ST. JIMMY My heart is beating from me, I am standing all alone, Please call me only if you are coming home, Waste another year flies by, Waste a night or two, You taught me how to live.
In the streets of shame, Where you've lost your dreams in the rain, There's no sign of hope, The stems and seeds of the last of the dope, There's a glow of light, The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night, Bearing gifts and trust, The fixture in the city of lust
What the hells your name, What's your pleasure and what's your pain? Do you dream too much? Do you think what you need is a crutch?
In the crowd of pain, St. Jimmy comes without any shame, He says "We're fucked up", But we're not the same, And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
Jimmy died today He blew his brains out into the bay, In the state of mind in my own private suicide
II. EAST 12TH STREET And nobody cares, And nobody cares, Does anyone care if nobody cares?, And nobody cares, And nobody cares, Does anyone care if nobody cares?,
Jesus is filling out paperwork now, At the facility on east 12th st, He's not listening to a word now, He's in his own world, And he's daydreaming
He'd rather be doing something else now, Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly, His life's on the line with anxiety now, And she had enough, And he's had plenty
Somebody get me out of here, Anybody get me out of here, Somebody get me out of here, Get me the fuck right out of here
So far away, I don't want to stay, Get me outta here right now, I just wanna be free, Is there a possibility, Get me out of here right now, This life like dream ain't for me.
III. NOBODY LIKES YOU I fell asleep while watching Spike TV, After 10 cups of coffee, And you're still not here, Dreaming of a song, But something went wrong, and I can't tell anyone, 'Cus no one's here
Left me here alone, When I should have stayed home, After 10 cups of coffee, I'm thinking, Where'd you go?
Nobody likes you, Everyone left you, They're all out without you, Havin' fun, Everyone left you, Nobody likes you, They're all out without you, Havin' fun, Where'd you go?
IV. ROCK 'N' ROLL GIRLFRIEND
I got a rock and roll band, I got a rock and roll life, I got a rock and roll girlfriend, And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house, I got a rock and roll car, I play the shit out the drums, And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York, I got a kid in the Bay, I haven't drank or smoked nothin', In over 22 days, So get off of my case
V. WE'RE COMING HOME AGAIN Here they come marching down the street, Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat, Coming back from the edge of town, Underneath their feet
The time has come and it's going nowhere, Nobody ever said that life was fair now, Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear, In the summer heat
The world is spinning around and around, Out of control again, From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down, So send my love a letterbomb, And visit me in hell, We're the ones going
Home. We're coming home again
I started fuckin' running, Just as soon as my feet touch ground, We're back in the barrio, But to you and me, that's jingletown
Home. We're coming home again,
Nobody likes you, Everyone left you, They're all out without you, Having fun. | |
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