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She smashed the radio with the board of education Turn up the static left of the state of the nation Turn up the flame, step on the gas Burning the flag at half mast She's a rebel's forgotten son An export of the revolution She is the first voice of the last ones in the line She'll drag the lake to keep the vendetta alive Bring in the head of the government The dog ate the document Somebody shot the President And no one knows where Maria went? Maria, Maria, Maria, Where did you go? Be careful what you're offering Your breath lacks the conviction Drawing the line in the dirt Because the last decision ....is no.
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I'm on a mission I made my decision To lead a path of self destruction A slow progression Killing my complexion And it's rotting out my teeth I'm on a roll No self comtrol I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine Don't know what I want That's all that I've got And I'm picking scabs off my face Every hour my blood is turning sour And my pulse is beating out of time I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure And it sits on a thin white line I'm on a mission I got no decision Like a cripple running the rat race Wish in one hand shit in the other And see which one gets filled first
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Pretty girl is offering What he confess is everything Pretty soon she'll figure out What his intentions were about And that's what you get for falling again You can never get him out of your head And that's what you get for falling again You can never get him out of your head (Chorus) It's the way That he makes you feel It's the way That he kisses you It's the way That he makes you fall in love She's beautiful as usual With bruises on her ego and Her killer instinct tells her to Be aware of evil men And that's what you get for falling again You can never get him out of your head And that's what you get for falling again You can never get him out of your head (Chorus)X2 Pretty girl Pretty girl Pretty girl is offering What he confess is everything Pretty soon she'll figure out You can never get him out of your head It's the way That he makes you cry It's the way That he's in your mind It's that way That he makes you fall in love (Chorus)
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She, She screams in silence, a sullen riot penetratin' through her mind, Waitin' for a sign to smash the silence withthe brick of self control Ref.: Are you locked up in a world That's been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without ause? Bridge: Scream at me, until my ears bleed, I'm takin heed just for you! She, She's figured out all her doubts Were someone else's point of you! Wakin' up this time to smash the silence with the brick of self control! Refrain Bridge Refrain bridge Refrain (2x)
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I was alone,I was all by myself No one was looking, I was thinking of you Oh yeah, did I mention I was all by myself All by myself... All by myself... All by myself... I went to your house,but no one was there I went to your room I was all by myself You and me had Such wonderful times When I'm all by myself, All by myself [repeat several times]
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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 alienation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. For that's enough to argue. Well maybe I'm the faggot 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. For that's enough to argue. Don't wanna be an American idiot. One nation controlled by the media. Information age of hysteria. It's calling 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. For that's enough to argue.
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Green Day - The Kids Are Alright AOL Sessions (The Who Cover) (2004) (21) Green Day - Waiting Ashbury Park (2000) (41) Green Day - She Chicago (1994) (28) |
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