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Do you wanna be an American idiot.
Do you want a nation that under the new media. And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mindfuck 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 who're meant to follow. For thats enough to argue. Well maybe I'm the faggot America. I'm not a part of a redneck agenda. Now everybody do the propaganda. And sing along in 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 who're meant to follow. For thats enough to argue. Do you wanna be an American idiot. One nation controlled by the media. Information nation of hysteria. It's going 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 who're meant to follow. For thats enough to argue. |
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[Part 1]
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 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 [Part 2 - 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 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 [Part 3 - I don't care] [x4] 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! [Part 4 - 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 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 [Part 5 - Tales of 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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| 3. |
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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 I beg to dream and differ, From the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives On Holiday 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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| 5:38 |
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Starry nights
City lights Coming down over me Skyscrapers 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 Second thoughts Live in isolation Heads or tails 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 And screaming Are we? We are Are we? We are the waiting unknown Are we? We are Are we? We are the waiting And screaming 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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| 5. |
| 5:26 |
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Take away the sensation inside
Bitter sweet migraine in my head It`s like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind And I can`t take this feeling anymore Drain the pressure from the swelling This sensation`s overwhelming Give me a long kiss goodnight And everything will be alright Tell me that I won`t feel a thing So give me Novacaine Out of body and out of mind Kiss the demons out of my dreams I get the funny feeling that’s alright Johnny says it`s better than here I’ll tell you what Drain the pressure from the swelling This sensation`s overwhelming Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright Tell me that I won`t feel a thing So give me Novacaine Aaah Novacaine ... Drain the pressure from the swelling This sensation`s overwhelming Give me a long kiss goodnight And everything will be alright Tell me that I won`t feel a thing So give me Novacaine Give Me Novacaine by American Idiot Cast and Green Day |
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| 6. |
| 7:40 |
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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 Some days she feels like dying She gets so sick of crying She sees a mirror of herself, an image she wants to sell To anyone willing to buy He steals the image in her kiss from her heart's apocalypse From the one called Whatsername She's all alone again Wiping the tears from her eyes Some days he feels like dying She gets so sick of crying She's all alone again Wiping the tears from her eyes Some days he feels like dying, some days it's not worth trying Now that they both are finding she gets so sick of crying She's an extraordinary girl An extraordinary girl An extraordinary girl An extraordinary girl |
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| 4:46 |
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"Wake Me Up When September Ends"
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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| 8. |
| 9:19 |
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Part 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 signs 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 A fixture in the city of lust What the hell's your name? What's your pleasure, what is 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 It's my own private suicide Part II: East 12th Street Well, nobody cares, well, nobody cares Does anyone care if nobody cares? Well, nobody cares, well, nobody cares Does anyone care if nobody cares? Jesus filling out paperwork now At the facility on East 12th Street 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 He's life's on the line with anxiety now She had enough and he 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 out of here right now I just wanna be free, is there a possibility? Get me out of here right now This lifelike dream ain't for me Part III: Nobody Likes You I fell asleep while watching Spike TV After ten cups of coffee and you're still not here Dreaming of a song, but something went wrong And you can't tell anyone 'cause no one's here Left me here alone And I should have stayed home After ten cups of coffee, I'm thinking Where'd you go? Nobody likes you Everyone left you They're all out without you Having fun Everyone left you Nobody likes you They're all out without you Having fun Where'd you go? Part IV: Rock 'n Roll Girlfriend Jeez... 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 of 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 nothing in over twenty-two days So get off of my case, off of my case, off of my case Part V: We're Coming Home Again Here they come marching down the street Like in desperation, murmur of a heartbeat 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 Home, we're coming home again I started fucking running As soon as my feet touched ground We're back in the barrio And to you and me that's Jingletown That's home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Home, we're coming home again Nobody likes you Everyone left you They're all out without you Having fun |
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Thought I ran into you down on the street
Then it turned out to only be a dream I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and then I took a different path I remember the face but I can't recall the name Now I wonder how Whatsername has been Seems that she disappeared without a trace Did she ever marry old Whatshisface? I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and then I took a different path I remember the face but I can't recall the name Now I wonder how Whatsername has been Remember whatever It seems like forever ago Remember whatever It seems like forever ago The regrets are useless in my mind She's in my head, I must confess The regrets are useless in my mind She's in my head from so long ago, go, go, go And in the darkest night If my memory serves me right I'll never turn back time Forgetting you but not the time |
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She's always living like she's running out of time
Too much just ain't enough to keep her satisfied Her plastic heart is filled with nothing comes to mind It's now her occupation that she's overqualified The looks are always so deceiving The truth is always misconstrued to you Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you too He's talking shit about how it's better way back when He lives every waking moment as means to an end We are, we are, but I'm not, I never used to be So god bless your fucking past and to hell with your glory The looks are always so deceiving The truth is always misconstrued to you Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you too Too bad, too bad this is goodbye And bon voyage Farewell, see you in hell I hope you rest in pieces Fuck you! Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon, too little and now you're coming unglued Too much too soon, too late and now it sucks to be you too |
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Shoplifter, you'll never learn
When you comitt the crime Shoplifter, you're getting burned And now you gotta do the time It's a 1 2 3 on the felony Well not everything is free Now that you serve the community It's the life of a pety thief It's not considered stealing Unless you're getting caught But Jimmy caught stealing Tryin' to take something you haven't got Shoplifter, you'll never learn What lies behind your back Not a burgler or a bankrobber But a cleptomaniac It's not considered stealing Unless you're getting caught But Jimmy caught stealing Tryin' to take something you haven't got Shoplifter, you'll never learn When you comitt the crime Shoplifter, you're getting burned And now you gotta do the time And now you gotta do the time And now you gotta do some time |
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He's at it again and he's gonna win
Gonna take it for a hell ride anyway He's on your side, gonna throw you aside And let the vultures pick apart what's left Seems like everything Was just a fraction of a second from being okay So run and hide 'cause we're all gonna die And let the vultures pick apart what's left I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back He's at it again He's at it again And it makes great television watching the world end He's at it again, he's gonna win Gonna take you for a joyride anyway You're standing in line, better make up your mind And let the bastard pick apart what's left of you Seems like everything Was just a fraction of a second from being a dream So run and hide 'cause we're all gonna die And let the government decide what's left I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back He's at it again He's at it again And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back Walk around I see million possibilities Well, I know nowhere to go And I can't comprehend, things this real seems so pretend I know I don't know But I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back |
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