1.American Idiot
2.Jesus of Suburbia
3.Holiday
4.Boulevard of Broken Draems
5.Are we the waiting
6.St. Jimmy
7. Give Me Novacaine
8. She's a Rebel
9. Extraordinary Girl
10.Letterbomb
11.Wake Me Up When September Ends
12.Homecoming
13.Whatsername

American Idiot

Don't wanna be an American idiot 
Don't want a nation under the new mania 
And can you hear the sound of hysteria 
The subliminal mind fuck America 
Welcome to a new kind of tension 
All across the alien nation 
Where everything isn't meant to be okay 
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 
Welcome to a new kind of tension 
All across the alien nation 
Everything isn't meant to be okay 
Television dreams of tomorrow 
We're not the ones meant to follow 
For that's enough to argue 

Don't want to be an American idiot 
One nation controlled by the media 
Information age of hysteria 
Calling out to idiot America 
Welcome to a new kind of tension 
All across the alien nation 
Everything isn't meant to be okay 
Television dreams of tomorrow 
We're not the ones meant to follow 
For that's enough to argue

Jesus of Suburbia

I. 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 


II. 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 

III. 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! 

IV. 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 


V. TALES FROM 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 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 

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 

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 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 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 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 theives
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?

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 nameeeeeee...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 the 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

sings the revolution
the dawning of our lives
she brings the liberation
that I just cant 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 rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous
She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous

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

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

Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunkie along for a ride

Where have all the riots gone
As your city's model 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 your underground
It's not over before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late

There's 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?

And don't look back

You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
The St. Jimmy is a figment of
Your father's raise and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America

It's not over 'till your underground
It's not over before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late

She said I can't take this place
I'm leaving it behind

Well she said I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight

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

Homecoming

I. 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 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 

II. 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, 
His life's on the line with anxiety now, 
And she had enough, 
And he's 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 outta 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. 

III. 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, 
When something went wrong, 
But I can't tell anyone, 
'Cus you're not here 

Left me here alone, 
When I should have stayed home, 
After 10 cups of coffee, 
I'm thinking, 
Where'd you go? 

Nobody likes you, 
Everyone left you, 
They're all out without you, 
Havin' fun, 
Everyone left you, 
Nobody likes you, 
They're all out without you, 
Havin' fun, 
Where'd you go? 

IV. ROCK 'N' ROLL GIRLFRIEND 

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 of my case 

V. 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's 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, 
So send my love a letterbomb, 
And visit me in hell, 
We're the ones going 

Home. 
We're coming home again 

I started fuckin' running, 
Just as soon as my feet touch ground, 
We're back in the barrio, 
But to you and me, that's jingletown 

Home. 
We're coming home again, 

Nobody likes you, 
Everyone left you, 
They're all out without you, 
Having fun.