The Kids Are Alright (cover song from The Who) The excerpt at the end is another cover song: Rock The Casbah from The Clash [2 min 32 sec, 21.48 MB, QuickTime]
Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation that under the new media. And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alienation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
Well maybe I'm the fagget America. I'm not a part of a redneck agenda. Now everybody do the propaganda. And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alienation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation controlled by the media. Information nation of hysteria. It's going out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alienation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
Hear the sound of the falling rain, Coming down like an 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?(AMEN) There's a flag wrapped around the score of men, A gag, A plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ, From the hollow lies, This is the dawning of the rest of our lives On Holiday
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, man, 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
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 And screaming Are we we are, Are we we are
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
06. St.Jimmy
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip code on parade Life on the sillohette 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 gone mental that your momma talked about King of the forty theives Didn't mean 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 rum in hand a little bag to sell I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe Race to the city in the hail of light But ain't it worth it that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
You talkin' 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 am the one that's runaway out of town now A teenage assasin makes the killing so fun And the cult of the lipo crowd now
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!
07. Give Me Novacaine
Take away the sensation inside Bitter sweet migraine in my head Its like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind I can't take this feeling anymore
Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming, Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright Tell me that I won't feel a thing So give me Novacaine
Out of body and out of mind Kiss the demons out of my dreams I get the funny feeling, that’s alright Jimmy says it's better than air, I’ll tell you why
Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming, Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright, Tell me that I won't feel a thing, So give me Novacaine
Oh Novacaine
Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright, Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing, So give me Novacaine
08. 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 she brings the liberation the dawning of our lives that I just cant define nothing comes to mind
09. 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 And 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
10. Letterbomb
Nobody likes you... Everyone left you... They're all out without you... Having fun...
Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly's accidental high The dummy failed the crash test Collecting unemployment checks You're fucking only along for the 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 television's an obstructionist And you don't even know that you exist Stand still wish to die You better run for your fucking life
It's not over 'till your underground It's not hope before it's too late It's cities burnin' It's not my burden It's not hope 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's opinion of Your father's rage and your mother's love That's made the idiot America
It's not over 'till your underground It's not hope before it's too late It's cities burnin' It's not my burden It's not hope 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
11. 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
12. Homecoming
Part I: The death of St. Jimmy
My heart is beating from me I am standing a alone Please call me only if you are coming come 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 light What the hells your name Whats 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 out his brains into the bay In the state of mind in my own suicide
Part II: East 12th ST.
And nobody cares And nobody cares Does anyone care if nobody cares? 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 His life is on the line with anxiety now And she had enough And he had enough 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 responsibility Get me out of here right now This life like aint for me
Part III: Nobody likes you!
I fell asleep watching spike TV After 10 cups of coffee And your still not here Dreaming of a song When something went wrong But I cant tell anyone Cus youre not Left me here alone When I should have styed home After 10 cups of coffee I'm thinking wered you go Nobody likes you Everyone left you They're all out without you havin fun Where'd you go
Part IV Rock and roll girlfriend
*written and sung by Tre'
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 plat 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
Part 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 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 touched the ground We're back in Barrio But to you and me, that's jingle town
13. Whatsername
Thought I ran onto you down on the street Then it turned out only to be a dream I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and took a different path I remember the face But I cant recall the name Now I wonder how whatsername has been
Seem s that she disappeared with out a trace did she ever marry old what's his face I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and took a different path I remember the face But I cant 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 She's in my head From so long ago
And in the darkest If my memory serves me right I'll never turn back time
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
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