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
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: 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
: St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on
the Jesus of Suburbia The St. Jimmy is a figment of Your father's rage and your mother's love Made me the idiot America It's not over 'till you're underground
: She's An Extraordinary girl In an ordinary world And she can't seem to get away He Lacks the courage in his mind Like a child left behind Like a pet
: 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
a kid in New York I got a kid in the bay I haven't drank or smoked nothin' In over 22 days (Don't wanna be an American idiot) So get off my case Off
: Say, Hey! Hear the sound of the falling rain Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!) The shame The ones who died without a name Hear the dogs
: Thought I ran into you down on the street Then it turned out to only be a dream I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and then
: 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
: 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
: [Part 1] 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 pop and Ritalin No one
's enough to argue Don't want to be an American idiot One nation controlled by the media Information age of hysteria It's going out to idiot America
I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone I walk this empty street On the
Say, hey! 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
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 pop and Ritalin, no one ever died for
