February 5, 2005

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    GREEN DAY LYRICS

    "Jesus Of Suburbia"

    [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

    And 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 or my private womb
    While the moms and brads 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

    And 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 were 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
    It's 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 of 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 careeeeee

    [Part 3: 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
    [x4]

    I don't careeeeeeeeee

    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!
    I don't care! [x4]

    [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 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 masochist
    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...


    ~


    "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"

    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

    Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-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 where I walk alone

    Read between the lines
    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

    Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
    Ah-ah, Ah-ah

    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...


    ~


    "Are We The Waiting"

    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 tails 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
    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


    "Extraordinary Girl"

    She's an Extraordinary girl
    In an ordinary world
    And she cant 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 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
    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


    "Homecoming"

    [Part 1: 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
    The fixture in the city of lust
    What the hell's your name?
    What's your pleasure and whats your pain?
    Do you dream to 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 2: East 12th St.]

    Well nobody cares
    Well nobody cares
    Does anyone care if nobody cares?
    [x2]

    Jesus filling out paperwork now
    At the facility on east 12th st.
    He's not listened 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 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 life like dream ain't for me


    [Part 3: 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
    But I can't tell anyone
    'Cause no one's here
    Left me here alone
    And I should have stayed home
    After 10 cups of coffee I'm thinking
    (where'd you go?)
    Nobody likes you, everyone left you
    (where'd you go?)
    They're all out without you havin' fun
    (where'd you go?)
    Everyone left you, nobody likes you
    (where'd you go?)
    They're all out without you havin' fun
    (where'd you go..go..go..go..)

    Geeze...Ha..

    [Part 4: Rock and roll girlfriend]
    [written and sung by Tre Cool]

    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 my case
    Off of my case
    Off of my case!

    [Part 5: 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 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
    To 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 fuckin' running
    As soon as my feet touched the ground
    We're back in the Barrio
    But to you and me, that's jingle town

    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
    Home
    We're coming home again

    Nobody likes you
    Everyone left you
    They're all out without you havin' fun


     


     


     


    American Idiot is the shit...I can relate to nearly every song on the cd...hell yeah