American Idiot
Don't want to be an American idiot. Don't want a nation 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. Well that's 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. Well that's enough to argue.
Don't want to be an American idiot. One nation controlled by the media. Information age 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. Well that's enough to argue.
Holiday
Hear the sound of the falling rain Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!) The shame, the ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key To a hymn called Faith and Misery (Hey!) A plead, 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 a drum pounding out of time Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!) The line, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen (Amen) There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!) 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"
Seek out to the president gasbag Bombs away is your punishment Pulverize the Eiffel tower who criticized your government Bang bang goes the broken glass man Kill all the fags that don't agree Triumph by fires, sinning buyers Is that a way that's meant for me Just cause Just cause because we’re all ok
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
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
I walk a lonely road The only one I that have every known Don't know were it goes But its 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 shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line of the edge And were I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's Fucked up and every things all right 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 shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I walk alone I walk a...
I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Were the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a..
My shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I'll walk alone!
Jesus of Suburbia
1. 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 dies 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 the 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
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 saya "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
3. I don't care
i dont care if you dont. I dont care if you dont i dont care if you dont 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 anahem to the middle east we are the stories and disciples of the jesus of suburbia land of make believe and it dont believe in me and i dont care!
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 lack of a better word and that's my best excuse
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 to 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 apologise when there aint nowhere you can go running away from pain when you've been victimized tales from another broken home
Letterbomb
Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly stacks up ten high. The dummy failed the crash test, Now collecting unemployment checks like a flunkie along for the ride, Where have all the riots gone as the city's motto gets pulverized? "What's in love is now in debt" on your birth certificate, So strike the fucking match to light this fue! The town bishop is an extortionist and he don't even know you exist. Standing still when it's do or die, You better run for your fucking life. It's not over till you're underground. It's not over before it's too late. This city's burning "It's not my burden". It's not over before it's too late, there is nothing left to analyze. Where will all the martyrs go when the virus wires itself And where will we all go when it's too late?
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 you're underground. It's not over before it's too late. This citys burning. "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". She said "I can't take this town I'm leaving you tonight".
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