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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Little girl, little girl
Why are you crying? Inside your restless soul your heart is dying Little one, little one Your soul is purging Of love and razor blades Your blood is surging Runaway From the river to the street And find yourself with your face in the gutter Your a stray for the salvation army There is no place like home When you got no place to go Little girl, little girl Your life is calling The charlatans and saints of your abandon Little one little one The sky is falling The lifeboat of deception is now sailing In the wake all the way No rhyme or reason Your bloodshot eyes Will show your heart of treason Little girl little girl You dirty liar You're just a junkie Preaching to the choir Runaway To your lost tranquility And find yourself with your face in the gutter Your a stray for the dregs of humanity There is no place like home When you got no place to go The traces of blood Always follow you home Like the Mascara tears From your getaway Your walking with blisters And running with shears So unholy. Sister of grace. Runaway From the river to the street And find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the salvation army There is no place like home When you got no place to go |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge?
Look out to the setting sun Brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of a lie The cracks of my skin can prove As the years will testify Say your prayers and light a fire We’re going to start a war Your slogan's a gun for hire It's what we waited for Hey Gloria, this is why we’re on the edge The fight of our lives been drawn To this undying love Gloria, ¡Viva La Gloria! You blast your name in graffiti on the walls Falling through broken glass and slashing through your spirit I can hear it like a jilted crowd Gloria, where are you Gloria? You found a home in all your scars and ammunition You made your bed in salad days amongst the ruins Ashes to ashes of our youth She smashed her knuckles into winter (Gloria) As autumn’s wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners (Gloria) The one that’s fallen through the cracks So don’t put away Your burning light Gloria, where are you Gloria? Don’t lose your faith to your lost naivete Weather the storm and don’t look back on last November When your banners were burning down Gloria, ¡Viva La Gloria! Send me your amnesty down to the broken-hearted Bring us the season that we always will remember Don’t let the bonfires go out So Gloria Send out your message of The light that shadows in the night Gloria Where's your undying love? Tell me the story of your life Your life |
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from Green Day - Nimrod (1997)
Another sentimental argument and bitter love.
Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud. Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone. The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride. A knocked down dragged out fight. Fat lips and open wounds. Another wasted night and no one will take the fall. Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dead end streets And I'll guarantee we'll have the road. |
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from Green Day - Working Class Hero [single] (2007)
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me |
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from Green Day - Working Class Hero [single] (2007)
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me |
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from Green Day - Kerplunk (1992)
Now it seems I can't keep my mind of you
My brain drifts back to better days we've been through Like sitting on blacktop of the school grounds The love I bitched about I finally found But now it's gone and I take the blame So there's nothing I can do but take the pain Why? Now I dwell on what you remind me of A sweet young girl who sacrificed her love As for me... I am blind without a cause And now I reazlied what I have lost It was something real that I could have had Now I play the fool whose stable soul's gone bad Why? Tell me the words I might have said That's pumping pressure deep inside my head Was it bad enough to be too late? Just tell me the words I might have ate. |
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from Green Day - 1039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours (1991)
I saw you standing alone
With a sad look on your face You call him on the phone Looks like he left you Without a trace Tears falling out of your eyes He's living in a disguise You've been feeling bad for so long You wonder if it's right or wrong Why do you want him? x3 Now many days have gone by And you still just sit there and cry You're feeling bad for yourself His memory will always dwell You're so obsessed with his love That's why push came to shove You've been feeling bad for so long You wonder if it's right or wrong Why do you want him? x3 |
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from Green Day - Kerplunk (1992)
A thought burst in my head and I need to tell you
It's news that I for thought Was it a dream that happened long ago? I think that I just forgot Well it hasn't been the first time And it sure does drive me mad There's a boy who fogs his world and now he's getting lazy There's no motivation and frustration makes him crazy He makes a plan to take a stand but always ends up sitting. Someone help him up or he's gonna end up quitting I shuffle through my mind To see if I can find The words I left behind Was it just a dream that happened long ago? Oh well... Never mind. |
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from Green Day - Woodstock [live] (1994)
Well, I heard you crying loud
All the way across town 'Cause you've been searching for that someone and it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself Well, don't get lonely now And dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment, sleazing my backyard, so don't get So uptight you've been thinking about ditching me No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around I heard it all before So don't knock down my door I'm a loser and a user, so I don't need no accuser To try and slag me down because I know you're right So go do what you like Make sure you do it wise You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing, ruins everything You can't go forcing something if it's just not right No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around woo No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around When I come around When I come around When I come around |
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from Green Day - Dookie (1994)
Well, I heard you crying loud
All the way across town 'Cause you've been searching for that someone and it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself Well, don't get lonely now And dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment, sleazing my backyard, so don't get So uptight you've been thinking about ditching me No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around I heard it all before So don't knock down my door I'm a loser and a user, so I don't need no accuser To try and slag me down because I know you're right So go do what you like Make sure you do it wise You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing, ruins everything You can't go forcing something if it's just not right No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around woo No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around When I come around When I come around When I come around |
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from Green Day - Dookie (1994)
I heard you crying loud,
all the way across town You've been searching for that someone, and it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself Don't get lonely now Dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight you been thinking about ditching me * No time to search the world around Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around I heard it all before So don't knock down my door I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser to try and slag me down because I know I'm right So go do what you like Make sure you do it wise You may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing was ever there You can't go forcing something if it's just not right * Repeat x 2 When I come around When I come around When I come around |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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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from Green Day - Insomniac (1995)
Boxed up
All of her favorite things Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale Big plans and leaving friends and A westbound sign Weighed out Her choices on a scale Prevailing nothing made sense Just transportation and a Blank decision... she's taking off No time and no copping out She's burning daylight and petrol Blacked out the rearview mirror Heading westward on Strung out On confusion road And ten minute nervous breakdowns Xanex a beer for thought And she determined... she's taking off Is it salvation ? Or an escape from discontent ? Will she find her name In the california cement ? Punched out of the grind That punched her one too many times... Is tragedy 2000 miles away ? She's taking off |
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from Green Day - Kerplunk (1992)
Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining? It's been three whole weeks Since that I have left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own And I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome To Paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome To Paradise Dear mother, Can you hear me laughing It's been six whole months since Since that I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome To Paradise |
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from Green Day - Woodstock [live] (1994)
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks since I have left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling 'Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own and I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughing? It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise, whoa, paradise |
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from Green Day - Woodstock [live] (1994)
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks since I have left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling 'Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own and I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughing? It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise, whoa, paradise |
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from Green Day - Dookie (1994)
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks since I have left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling 'Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own and I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughing? It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my home and I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes Some call it slums, some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise, whoa, paradise |
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from Green Day - Dookie (1994)
Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining ? It's been three whole weeks Since I left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own And I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets And broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughing It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise |
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from Green Day - Warning (2000)
This is a public service announcment
This is only a test Emergency evacuation protest May impair your ability to operate machinery Can't quite tell just waht it means to me Keep out of reach of children Don't talk to stranger Get your philosophy from a bumper sticker Warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Without Alright Better homes and safety sealed communities Did you remember to pay the utility Caution police line you better not cross Is it the Cop or am I the one that's really dangerous Sanitation Expiration date Question Everything Or shut up and be the victim of authority Warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Without Alright Better homes and safety sealed communities Did you remember to pay the utility Caution police line you better not cross Is it the Cop or am I the one that's really dangerous Sanitation Expiration date Question Everything Or shut up and be the victim of authority Warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning Say warning Live without warning This was a public service announcement This was only a test |
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from Green Day - Insomniac (1995)
Do as I say not as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away I beg to differ on the contrary I agree with every word that you say Talk is cheap and lies are expensive My wallet's fat and so is my head Hit and run and then i'll hit you again I'm a smart ass but i'm playing dumb Standards set and broken all the time Control the chaos behind a gun Call it as I see it even if I was born deaf, blind and dumb Losers winning big on the lottery Rehab rejects still sniffing glue Constant refutation with myself I'm a vicitm of a catch 22 I have no belief But I believe I'm a walking contradiction And I ain't got no right |
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from Green Day - Bowling Bowling Bowling Parking Parking [ep, live] (1996)
Do as I say not say as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away I beg to differ on the contrary I agree with every word that you say Talk is cheap and lies are expensive My wallet's fat and so is my head Hit and run and then I'll hit you again I'm a smart-ass but I'm playing dumb Standards set and broken all the time Control the chaos behind the gun Call it as I see it even if I was born deaf blind and dumb Losers winning big on the lottery Rehab rejects still sniffing glue Constant refutation with myself I'm a victim of a catch 22 * I have no belief But I believe I'm a Walking contradiction And I ain't got no right * Repeat |
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from Green Day - Nimrod (1997)
Come together like a foot in a shoe
Only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth Thinking out loud and acting in vain Knocking over anyone that stands in my way Sometimes I need to apologize Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right Sometimes I should just keep my mouth Or only say hello Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground Yet there's really no one left that's hanging around Isn't that another familiar face Too drunk to figure out they're fading away Sometimes I need to apologize Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right Sometimes I should just keep my mouth Or only say hello Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone Sometimes I need to apologize Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right Sometimes I should just keep my mouth Or only say hello Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last
Wake me up, when September ends Like my father's 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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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
"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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from Green Day - Bullet In A Bible [live] (2005)
Summer has come and past 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 past 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 past 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 Wake me up when september ends Wake me up when september ends |
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from Green Day - Warning (2000)
I've been waiting for a long time
For this moment to come I'm destined For anything at all Downtown lights will be shining On me like a diamond Ring out under the midnight hour No one can touch me now And I can't turn my back It's too late ready or not at all I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up Dawning of a new era Calling don't let it catch you falling Ready or not at all So close enough to taste it Alomost I can embrace this Feeling on the tip of my tongue I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up Better thank your lucks stars Where I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up Better thank your lucks stars I've been waiting for a long time For this moment to come I'm destined for anything at all Dumbstruck Colour me stupid Good luck You're gonna need it Where I'm going if I get there At all Wake up Better thank your lucky stars |
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from Green Day - Warning [single] (2001)
I've been waiting a long time for this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all Downtown lights will be shining on me like a new diamond Ring out under the midnight hour Well, no one can touch me now Well, and I can't turn my back It's too late Ready or not at all Well, I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up! Dawning of a new era calling Don't let it catch you falling, ready or not at all Well, so close, enough to taste it Almost, I can embrace this feeling on the tip of my tongue Well, I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up! Better thank your lucky stars, say hey hey Well, I'm so much closer than I have ever known Wake up! Better thank your lucky stars, say hey hey I've been waiting a lifetime for this moment to come I'm destined for anything at all Dumbstruck, color me stupid, good luck, you're gonna need it Where I'm going if I get there at all Wake up! Better thank your lucky stars |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Little girl, little girl
Why are you crying? Inside your restless soul your heart is dying Little one, little one Your soul is purging Of love and razor blades Your blood is surging Runaway From the river to the street Find yourself with your face in the gutter Your a stray for the salvation army There is no place like home When you got no place to go Little girl, little girl Your life is calling The charlatans and saints of your abandon Little one, little one The sky is falling The lifeboat of deception is now sailing In the wake all the way No rhyme or reason Your bloodshot eyes Will show your heart of treason Little girl, little girl You dirty liar You're just a junkie Preaching to the choir Runaway You lost your tranquility To find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the dregs of humanity There is no place like home When you got no place to go The traces of blood Always follow you home Like the mascara tears From your getaway Your walking with blisters And running with shears So unholy Sister of grace Runaway From the river to the street Find yourself with your face in the gutter Your a stray for the salvation army There is no place like home When you got no place to go |
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from Green Day - Nimrod (1997)
I got a new start on a dead end road
Peaked, peaked out on reaching new lows Owe I paid off all my debts to myself Perfect picture of bad health Another notch scratched on my belt The future's in my living room Uptight I'm a nag with a gun All night Suicide's last call I've been uptight all night I'm a son of gun |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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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from Green Day - Insomniac (1995)
Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals Sugar city urchin wasting time Town of lunatics Begging for another fix Turning tricks for speedballs One more night Making your rounds once again Turning up empty handed Bumming a ride Burning daylight Last up at dawn... tight wad hill Drugstore hooligan Another white trash mannequin On display to rot up on the hill Living out a lie But having the time of his life Hating every minute of his existance |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Can you hear the sound of the static noise
Blasting out in stereo? Cater to the class and the paranoid Music to my nervous system Advertising love and religion Murder on the airwaves Slogans on the brink of corruption Visions of blasphemy, war and peace Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Billboard on the rise in the dawn’s landscape Working your insanity Tragic a la madness and concrete Coca-Cola execution Conscience on a cross and your heart's in a vice Squeezing out your state of mind Are what you own that you cannot buy What a fucking tragedy, strategy Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Hey, hey, it’s the static age This is how the west was won Hey, hey, it’s the static age millenium All I want to know is a god-damned thing Not what’s in the medicine All I want to do is I want to breathe Batteries are not included What’s the latest way that a man can die Screaming "Hallelujah"? Singing out “The dawn’s early light” The silence of the rotten, forgotten Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age The static age |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Can you hear the sound of the static noise
Blasting out in stereo? Cater to the class and the paranoid Music to my nervous system Advertising love and religion Murder on the airwaves Slogans on the brink of corruption Visions of blasphemy, war and peace Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Billboard on the rise in the dawn’s landscape Working your insanity Tragic a la madness and concrete Coca-Cola execution Conscience on a cross and your heart's in a vice Squeezing out your state of mind Are what you own that you cannot buy What a fucking tragedy, strategy Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Hey, hey, it’s the static age This is how the west was won Hey, hey, it’s the static age millenium All I want to know is a god-damned thing Not what’s in the medicine All I want to do is I want to breathe Batteries are not included What’s the latest way that a man can die Screaming "Hallelujah"? Singing out “The dawn’s early light” The silence of the rotten, forgotten Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age The static age |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Can you hear the sound of the static noise
Blasting out in stereo? Cater to the class and the paranoid Music to my nervous system Advertising love and religion Murder on the airwaves Slogans on the brink of corruption Visions of blasphemy, war and peace Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Billboard on the rise in the dawn’s landscape Working your insanity Tragic a la madness and concrete Coca-Cola execution Conscience on a cross and your heart's in a vice Squeezing out your state of mind Are what you own that you cannot buy What a fucking tragedy, strategy Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Hey, hey, it’s the static age This is how the west was won Hey, hey, it’s the static age millenium All I want to know is a god-damned thing Not what’s in the medicine All I want to do is I want to breathe Batteries are not included What’s the latest way that a man can die Screaming "Hallelujah"? Singing out “The dawn’s early light” The silence of the rotten, forgotten Oh, screaming at you I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video I can’t hear a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age I can’t see a thing in the video (woah) I can’t hear a sound on the radio (woah) In stereo in the static age The static age |
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from Green Day - 1039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours (1991)
Sitting in my room last night
Staring at the mirror I couldn't find a reason why I couldn't be near her 'Cause you are the one that started To make me feel this way And every night I'm thinking About the words you'd say Pictures going through my mind When we're together All these long and sleepless nights Will I ever get better Now you know how I feel This love is forever You make my life seem so unreal Will I ever get better? ... |
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from Green Day - 1039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours (1991)
Princess in a school girl's dream
May I please speak with you? I'm having troubles with control And it's all because of you Today I kept on falling down I thought it was the street So I look down at my shoes They were on the wrong feet I find it hard to be myself (Can you please explain?) I do not think that it's my health (You're the one to blame) You're the one I wish I had And now my girlfriend is getting mad (I cannot call this sane) Today as I was walking down You bumped into me You said "excuse me" and walked away As I dropped to my knees I prayed to the being in the sky That my parents told me of I asked about you but no reply No clues about your love! My girlfriend left me on the phone I'm pathetically left here alone (I cannot call this sane) Can we find a way So that you can stay I think I'm gonna Pop |
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from Green Day - Nimrod (1997)
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man. I don't have fun and I hate everything. The world owes me, so fuck you. Glory days don't mean shit to me. I drank a six pack of apathy. Life's a bitch and so am I. The world owes me, so fuck you. Wasted youth and a fustful of ideals. I had a young and optimisitic point of view. Wasted youth and a fustful of ideals. I had a young and optimisitic point of view. I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat. Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad. I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch. The world owes me, so fuck you. The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up. I don't have sex `cause i can't get it up. I'm always rude. I've got a bad attitude. The world owes, so fuck you. |
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from Green Day - Nimrod (1997)
You pushed me once too far again
I'd like to break you fucking teeth. Stick a knife in the center of your back. You better grow some eyes in the back of your head. I fight dirty, just like your looks. Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore. Take back, Take back, Take. The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue. An eye for an eye. Gun for a gun. Cold-cocked and I'm taking back what's mine. Expect it when you're least expecting it. No loss of love, the smell of regret. Lights out Can't take anymore Shit |
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from Green Day - Kerplunk (1992)
See a young girl so soft and blonde
Doesn't attack me but she did once Intoxications in her veins Sweet young boy plays with her brain Lydia'll bring to life What are your chance not to oblige Putting his hand on her thigh Ability has now been ripped Take it away, I'd rather sit Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children - Remember when Johnny's playing fun and games, or else he's ?in the storage shed? Running from the light of day, or maybe lie and celebrate The funny circus from his head Follow me if you understand I'll trick her so she'll do it Then I'll sing and now we run Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children - Remember when Sweet children, sweet children, sweet children - Remember when |
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from Green Day - Insomniac (1995)
I'm not part of your elite
I'm just alright Class structure waving colors Bleeding from my throat Not subserviant to you i'm just alright Down classed by the powers that be Give me loss of hope Cast out... buried in a hole Struck down... forcing me to fall Destroyed... giving up the fight I know i'm not alright What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright? Take it from my dignity Waste it until it's dead Throw me back into the gutter 'cause it's alright Find another pleasure fucker Drag them down to hell |
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from Green Day - Insomniac (1995)
Standing on the corner of
Stuart and the avenue Ripping up my transfer And a photograph of you You're a blur of my dead past and rotting existance As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance Destiny is dead In the hands of bad luck Before it might have made some sense But now it's all fucked up Seasons change as well as minds And i'm a two faced clown You're mommy's little nightmare Driving daddy's car around I'm beat down and half brain dead The long lost king of fools I may be dumb But i'm not stupid enough to stay with you |
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from Green Day - Kerplunk (1992)
Looking at the clouds in the sky
floating image in my mind Let a beauty round the past Now I wonder where this place is from Evidence is everywhere I start to run, now I'm scared Strange beings all around. Everyone come to this place I've found I'm feeling phyced walking wonder why All my joys are open No more crimes My eyes are clear and now I'm cured I only wanna be for sure Now lets all go around and cry Sunlight is like the chief of life See my head and you will find Mother love from all mankind Like a duck but not goin south The right away the signal if you try |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
St. Jimmy's coming 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 one, two, one, two, three, four My name is Jimmy and you'd better not wear it out Suicide commando that your mama talked about King of the forty thieves and I'm here to represent The 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 in the halo of lights 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 name And don't wear it out! |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
St. Jimmy's coming 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 one, two, one, two, three, four My name is Jimmy and you'd better not wear it out Suicide commando that your mama talked about King of the forty thieves and I'm here to represent The 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 in the halo of lights 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 name And don't wear it out! |
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from Green Day - Bullet In A Bible [live] (2005)
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 thieves 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? ST. JIMMY! eeeeeeeeeee Let's go! My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun I'm the one that's from the way outside now (St. Jimmy) I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun In the cult of the life of crime. (St. Jimmy) I really hate to say it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy (St. Jimmy) Welcome to the club and give me some blood And the resident leader at the lost and found (St. Jimmy) It's comedy and tragedy It's St. Jimmy And that's my nameeeeeee... and don't you Fucking wear it out! |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Sing us a song of the century
That's louder than bombs and eternity an era of static and contraband that's leading to the promised land Tell us a story that's by candlelight, Waging a war and losing a fight. They're playing a song of the century Of panic and promise and prosperity Tell us a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me. |
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from Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown (2009)
Sing us a song of the century
It's louder than bombs and eternity The era of static and contraband Leading us into the promised land Tell us a story that's by candlelight Waging a war and losing the fight They're playing a song of the century Panic and promise and prosperity Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me |
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from Green Day - Hitchin' A Ride [single] (1998)
Why can't you just admit it, you've had it, you're sick of me You're fed up with all my bad habits, you're sick of me To your lies you've become so desensitized sick of me Lost regrets and you say that your mad at me sick of me Wonderin' out the door I am on to you Your comin' back for more Am I losing you? Like a dog that just pissed on your barbecue sick of me Losin' faith and you still don't know what to do sick of me Losin' health and now you hate everything and you're sick of me It's a waste but we still keep on tryin' you're sick of me So you got your problems So you got it alright Do you have a conscience? Do you have a reason? Well I'm sick of you too. |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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 a 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 She sings the revolution The dawning of our lives She brings this liberation That I just can't define Nothing comes to mind She sings the revolution The dawning of our lives She brings this liberation That I just can't 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 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 And she's dangerous She's a rebel And she's dangerous |
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from Green Day - American Idiot (2004)
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 a 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 She sings the revolution The dawning of our lives She brings this liberation That I just can't define Nothing comes to mind She sings the revolution The dawning of our lives She brings this liberation That I just can't 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 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 And she's dangerous She's a rebel And she's dangerous |
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from Green Day - Dookie (1994)
She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating through her mind Waiting for a sign to smash the silence with the of self control * Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use? Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you She's figured out all her doubts Were someone else's point of view Waking up this time to smash the silence with the brick of self control * Repeat x 2 |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2002-08-24
Subject : Green Day - Shenanigans (warner,2002)
