Green Day: Insomniac
Az Insomniac címü CD-t 1994-ben a Reprise Records jelentette meg.
1. Armatage Shanks
2. Brat
3. Stuck With Me
4. Geek Stink Breath
5. No Pride
6. Bab's Uvula Who?
7. 86
8. The Panic Song
9. Stuart and the Ave.
10. Brain Stew
11. Jaded
12. Westbound Sign
13. Tight Wad Hill
14. Walking Contradiction
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(forrás: www.green-day.hu)
Armagate Shanks: A dal hasonlít a Basket Case-hez, ez is Billie pánikbetegségeirõl szól.
Brat: A szám egy gazdag srácról szól, aki nem tudta kivárni, míg a szülei meghalnak, mert kellett neki a pénzük.
Stuck With Me: A dal egy idõben készült a Do Da Da címu számmal, az albumra igazából ezt akarták felrakni, nem a Stuck With Me-t, mert ehhez illett a tartalom. Késöbb a stúdióban valaki a harmadik számnak a Stuck With Me-t vette fel. Mikor a banda észrevette a hibát, végül úgy érezte, a dal mégiscsak alkalmas a lemezre, és így rajta hagyták.
Geek Stink Breath: A szám a drogokról szól. Billie látta, hogy nagyon sok ember függõségben szenved és drogok szabályozzák az életüket.
No Pride: A szám azokról az emberekrol szól, akik nem tisztelik saját magukat, vagy nincs büszkeségük.
Bab's Uvula Who?: Billie Joe akkor írta ezt a dalt, mikor cukorral "doppingolta" magát. Arról szól, hogy vannak olyan emberek, akik egyszeruen semmit nem tudnak jól csinálni.
86: A szám arról szól, hogy milyen, mikor kiütnek, mert elmész és nem akarsz visszajönni.
Panic Song: Mike pánikrohamairól szól (Billie Joe írta a dalt.)
Stuart And The Ave: Ez a dal egy lányról szól, akit Billie Joe ugyan kedvelt, de aztán rájött, hogy mégsem kedveli annyira. (Stuart And The Ave egyébként egy utcasarok Kaliforniában.)
Brain Stew: Billie 1995-ben írta ezt a számot, mikor a fia, Joey született. Joey egész éjszaka sírt, ezért Billie nem igazán tudott aludni, így aztán írt egy dalt az aktuális érzéseirol. A "Brain Stew" egyébként egy becenév is, James Washbourne-é, aki a banda barátja volt.
Jaded: A szám a részegségrõl és a fáradtságról szól. Westbound Sign: Billie Joe szerint ez a dal "egy lányról szól, aki lelépett otthonról, hogy egy városban éljen és a feleségem legyen." :)
Tight Wad Hill: A szám egy olyan helyrõl szól, ahol az emberek szabadon nézhetnek focimeccset, és azt csinálhatnak, amit akarnak.
Walking Contradiction: A "rakás szerencsétlenség" - mindannyian ismerünk ilyen embert. Olyan valaki, aki kirekesztettnek érzi magát, és úgy érzi, hogy az emberek nem szeretik.
Dalszöveg (angolul):
Armatage ShanksStranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
I'm Branded...maladjusted
Never trusted anyone
Let alone myself
I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot
No meaning...no healing
Self loathing freak and introverted deviot
I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
Stranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot
I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
I'm gettin' pisst
I'm a worthless pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
BratMom and Dad don't look so hot these days
They're getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell
Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And got my inheritance
Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last
Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out
My parent's income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I'm a snot nosed slob
Without a job
And I know I damn well should
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
But my future's looking good
Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last
Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last
Stuck with MeI'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
Well,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
Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright
Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright
Geek Stink BreathI'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth
I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line
I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first
I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
No PrideI'm just a mutt
And nowhere is my home
Where dignity's a land mine
In the school of lost hope
I've panhandled for a life because
I'm not afraid to beg
Hand me down your lost and founds
Of second hand regret
You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride
Sects of disconnection
And traditions of lost faith
No culture's worth a stream of piss
Or a bullet in my face
To hell with unity
Seperation's gonna kill us all
Torn to shreds and disjointed
Before the final fall
You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride
You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride...
Close your eyes and die...
I got no pride...
I got no pride...
Bab's Uvula Who?I've got a knack for fucking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up
Killed my composure and it will never come back
Loss of control and I get myelf all wound up
Blown out of proportion again
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up
Spontaneous combustion panic attack
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
I've got a knack for fucking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up
86What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You'll never find it now
It's buried deep with your identity
So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ass
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...
Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket
And quickly take the last train out of town
So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't ket the door kick you in the ass
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...
Panic SongReady for a cheap escape
On the brink of self destruction
Widespread panic
Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of
Anguish... mass confusion
The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care
There's a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing's left
Torn out of reality
Into a state of no opinion
Limp with hate
The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care
I WANNA JUMP OUT!!!
Stuart and the AveStanding 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
Well,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
Well,Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up
Well,Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up
All fucked up...
All fucked up...
Brain StewI'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
JadedSomebody keep my balance
I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere
I'm taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We're gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere
Westbound SignBoxed 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
Taking off...
Taking off...
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
Taking off...
Taking off...
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
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...
Tight Wad HillCheapskate 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
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill
Walking ContradictionDo 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
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
I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right
I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right (forrás: www.greenday.net) |