Green Day

Holiday

Album: American Idiot

Année: 2004

Écrit par: Billie Joe Armstrong

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like and Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
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  (Hey!)
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

"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

Wake Me Up When September Ends

Album: American Idiot

Année: 2004

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

American Idiot

Album: American Idiot

Année: 2004

Écrit par : Billie Joe Armstrong

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

Too Much Too Soon

Album: American Idiot - Single

Année: 2005

She's always living like

She's running out of time

Too much just ain't enough

To keep her satisfied

Her plastic card is filled with nothing comes to mind

It's now her occupation

That she's overqualified

The looks are always so deceiving

The truth is always miscontrued

To you...

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you too

He's talking shit about

How it's better way back when

He lives every waking moments as means to an end

We are we are but

I'm not

I never used to be

So God bless your fucking past

And to hell with your glory

The looks are always so deceiving

The truth is always miscontrued

To you...

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you too

She packs her bags and says

Goodbye and Bon Voyage

Hell we'll see you in hell

I hope you rest in pieces

(Fuck you)

Oh..Oh Oh Oh Oh...

Oh..Oh Oh Oh Oh...

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you

Too Much Too Soon

Too little and now your coming unglued

Too Much Too Soon

Too late and now it sucks to be you too

Woah...Oh Oh Oh Oh