Green Day - Too Dumb to Die

Oh, oh, I love you

Oh, oh, I do

I got a sentimental illness for you

Please don't go away, oh yeah

I was a high school atom bomb

Going off on the weekends

Smoking dope and mowing lawns

And I hated all the new trends

Me and my friends sang

"Woah-uh-oh-oh-oh (woah-uh-oh)

Here's to the middle of the road

At least it's better than here"

Looking for a buzz

But all I got was Santa Claus

I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die

I feel like a cello

Lost somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high, too scared to dream

But too dumb to die

My daddy always was on strike

Going off with the teamsters

He said that everything will be alright

Not every Sunday can be Easter

The picket line screamed

"Woah-uh-oh-oh-oh (woah-uh-oh)

Don't cross, don't cross the line

Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr"

Looking for a cause

But all I got was Camouflage

I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die

I feel like a cello

Lost somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high, too scared to dream

But too dumb to... (haha, yeah, hey!)

Looking for a cause

But all I got was Camouflage

I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die

I feel like a cello

Lost somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high, too scared to dream

But too dumb to die

Green Day - Bouncing Off the Wall

Concrete dream (Hey!)
I'm gonna make a scene
The radio
Covered in gasoline
Sleeping in reverse
And everybody's bouncing off the walls

Bombs away (Hey!)
It's just another day
Of idle threats
The secret alphabet
And I wouldn't sweat it
Everybody's bouncing off the walls

I'm bouncing off the walls

Alright

Concrete kiss (Hey!)
Come on and do the twist
The radio
My little exorcist
We're all getting pissed
And everybody's bouncing off the walls

I'm bouncing off the walls

'Cause it's all that I want
And I want to be free
I got Satan riding next to me
'Cause we're all bloody freaks
And we'll give you the creeps
Chasing fireflies and zeroes

'Cause it's all that I want
And I want to be free
I got Satan riding next to me
'Cause we're all bloody freaks
And we'll give you the creeps
Chasing fireflies and zeroes

Green Day - Still Breathing

I'm like a child looking off in the horizon
I'm like an ambulance that's turning on the sirens
Oh, I'm still alive
I'm like a soldier coming home for the first time
I dodged a bullet and I walked across a landmine
Oh, I'm still alive

Am I bleeding?
Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a light into the wreckage
So far away, away

'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way away
My way to you

I'm like a junkie tying off for the last time
I'm like a loser that's betting on his last dime
Oh, I'm still alive
I'm like a son that was raised without a father
I'm like a mother barely keeping it together
Oh, I'm still alive

Am I bleeding?
Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a light into the wreckage
So far away, away

'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way, away, away...

As I walked out on the ledge
Are you scared to death to live?
I've been running all my life
Just to find a home that's for the restless
And the truth that's in the message
Making my way, away, away

'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way away
'Cause I'm still breathing
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way, away
'Cause I'm still breathing (My way to you)
'Cause I'm still breathing on my own (My way to you)
My head's above the rain and roses
Making my way, away
My way to you

Green Day - Bang Bang

(This is definitely not the first video to surface of an execution)
(Women smashed of men, they claimed responsibility for the executions)
(Described as severely mentally disturbed)
(Videos are showing another hostage executed by the terrorist group)
(Deserve to be annihilated)

I get my kicks and I want to start a rager
I want to dance like I'm on the video
I got a fever for the violent behavior
I'm sweating bullets like a modern Romeo

Bang Bang! Give me fame
Shoot me up to entertain
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
You're dead! I'm well fed
Give me death or give me head
Daddy's little psycho and Mommy's little soldier

I testify like a lullaby of memories
Broadcasting live and it's on my radio
I got my photo bomb, I got my Vietnam
I love a lie just like anybody else

Bang Bang! Give me fame
Shoot me up to entertain
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
You're dead! I'm well fed
Give me death or give me head
Broadcasting from my room and playing with my toys

I want to be a celebrity martyr
The leading man in my own private drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and Mommy's little soldier

I want to be like the soldiers on the screen
It's my private ho (ho) ly (war)
Oh baby baby this is Viva Vendetta
For this is love or it's World War Zero

I want to be a celebrity martyr
The leading man in my own private drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and Mommy's little soldier

I want to be a celebrity martyr
The leading man in my own private drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and Mommy's little soldier