American idiot

Don't want to be an American Idiot,

Don't want a nation under the new mania,

Can you hear the sound of hysteria?

The subliminal mind fuck America

Welcome to a new kind of tension,

All across the alienation,

Where everything isn't meant to be ok,

Television dreams of tomorrow,

We're not the ones meant to follow,

For that's enough to argue

Maybe I am the faggot America,

I'm not a part of a redneck agenda,

Now everybody do the propaganda!

And sing along to the age of paranoia

Don't want to be an American Idiot,

One nation controlled by the media,

Information age of hysteria

Calling out to idiot America

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 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

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 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

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-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

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

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

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!

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-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 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

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 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...

 Holiday

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

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

 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 blvd. 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

I'm walking down the line,

That divides me somewhere in my mind,

On the borderline of the edge,

And where I walk alone,

Read between the lines of 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..

I walk this empty street,

On the blvd. 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 tales 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, unknown,

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown,

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown,

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown,

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting, unknown

St. Jimmy

St. Jimmy's coming down,

Across the alleyway up on the blvd.,

Like a zipgun on parade,

Light of a silhouette, he's insubordinate,

Coming at you on account of wonder,

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 40 thieves,

And I'm here to represent,

The needle in the vain of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the denial,

With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Cigarettes and raman 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

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,

A teenage assassin executing some fun,

In the cult of the life of crime now

I'd really hate to say it,

But I told you so,

So shut your mouth before I shoot you down, ol' boy,

Welcome to the club,

And give me some blood,

I'm the resident leader of the lost and found

It's comedy,

And tragedy,

It's St. Jimmy,

And that's my name...

...And don't wear it out!

Give Me Novacaine

Take away the sensation inside,

Bittersweet migraine in my head,

It's like a throbbing toothache,

Of the mind,

I can't take this feeling anymore

Drain the pressure from the swelling,

This sensations overwhelming,

Give me a long kiss goodnight,

And everything will be alright,

Tell me that I won't feel a thing

Give me novacaine

Out of body and out of mind,

Kiss the demons out of my dreams,

I get the funny feeling and that's alright,

Jimmy says it's better than here

Drain the pressure from the swelling,

This sensations overwhelming,

Give me a long kiss goodnight,

And everything will be alright,

Tell me Jimmy, I won't feel a thing

Give me novacaine

She's a Rebel

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

 Extraordinary Girl

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

Somedays 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

Somedays he feels like dying

Somedays it's not worth trying,

Now that they both are finding,

She gets so sick of crying

 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 fuse

The town bishop is an extortionist,

And he don't even know that 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

There is nothing left to analyze

Where will all the martyrs go,

When the virus cures 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 fathers rage and your mothers love,

Made me the idiot America

It's not over 'til 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 later

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"

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

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 father's come to pass,

Twenty years has gone so fast

Wake me up when September ends

 Homecoming

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 sign 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 hells your name,

What's your pleasure and what's 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 in my own private suicide

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-East 12th Street-

And nobody cares,

And nobody cares,

Does anyone care if nobody cares?,

And nobody cares,

And nobody cares,

Does anyone care if nobody cares?,

Jesus is filling out paperwork now,

At the facility on east 12th st,

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,&