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    July 17

    Green Day

    Are We The Waiting


    Green Day

    Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

    I walk a lonely road
    The only one that I have ever know
    Don´t know where it goes
    But it´s home to me and I walk alone
    I walk this empty street
    On the Blvd of broken dreams
    Where the city sleeps
    And I´m  the only one and I walk alone
    I walk alone.I walk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone
    My shadow´s the only one that walks beside me
    My shallow heart´s the only thing that´s beating
    Sometimes I wish someone our then will find me
    Til the I walk alone
    I´m walking down the line that divides me somewhere in my mind
    On the border line of the edge
    And where I walk alone
    Read between the lines what´s
    Fucked up and everything´s al right
    Check my vital signs to know im still alive
    And I walk alone
    I walk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone
    Iwalk this empty street onte Blvd of broken dreams
    Where the city sleeps
    But I´m then only one and I walk alone
        My shadow´s the only one that walk´s beside me
    My shallow´s heart the only thing that´s beating
    Sometimes I wish someone our then will find me
    Til then I walk alone

    Green Day

    Holiday

    Hear the sound of the falling rain
    Coming down like an armageddon flame
    The Shame
    The ones who died withouth 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 a 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 onthe other side
    Can I get another Amen?
    There´s a flag wrapped around a score of men
    A gag
    A plastic bag ona monument
    The representative of california has the floor
    Zieg heil to the president gasman
    Bombs away is tour punishment
    Pulverize the eiffel towers
    Who criticize your govertment
    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
    Justacause-just cause because we´re outlas ws YEAH!!
    I beg to dream a differ from the hollow lies
    This is the dawning of the rest of our lies
    This is our lies on holiday

    July 12

    Green Day

    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 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 the 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


    City Of The Bamned

    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

    Idon´t Care

    Idon´t care
    If you don´t.Idont´care if you
    Don´t.I don´t care if you
    Don´t car.Everyones is so
    Full of shir!Born and
    Rabed by hypocrites.Hearts
    Recycled but nevers saved.From
    The cradle to the grave.We are the stories
    And disciples of tje Jesus Of
    Suburbia, land of make believe
    And It don´t believe in me and
    I don´t care!

    Dearly Beloved

    Dearly belove,are ypu listening?
    I can´t remember a word that you were saying
    Are we demended?
    Or am I disturbed?
    The space that´s inbetween insane ans insecure
    Oh therapy,can you fill the void?
    Am I retarded?
    Or am I just overjoyed?
    No body´s perfect and I stand accused
    For lack of a better word and that´s my best excuse

    Tales Of Another Broken Home
    To live and no to breathe
    Is to die in tragedy
    To run,to run away to find what to believe
    A nd I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
    I lost my faith to this,this town that dont exist
    So I run, I run away
    To the light of masochists
    And I walked this line a million and one fucking times
    But no this time
    I don´t feel any shame, I won´t apologize
    When there ain´t nowhere you can go
    Running away from pain whern you´ve victimized
    Tales from another broken home

    Green Day

    American Idiot

    Don´t want to be an american idiot
    Don´t want a nation under the new mania
    Can you hear the sound of hysteria?
    The subliminal mind fuck america
    Welcome to a new kind of tension
    All across the alienation
    Where everything isn´t meant to be o.k.
    Television dreams of tomorrow
    We´re not the ones meant to follow
    For that´s enough to argue
    Maybe I am tthe faggot america
    I´m not a part of a redneck agenda
    Now everybody do the propaganda
    And sing along of the age of paranoia
    Don´t want to be an american idiot
    One nation controlled by the media
    Calling out to Idiot America