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GREEN DAY American Idiot 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 |
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