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Green Day

Don't wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation under the new media And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mind fuck America Welcome

Do as I say not as I do because The shit's so deep you can't run away I beg to differ on the contrary I agree with every word that you say Talk is cheap

to the edge And I've thrown the bouquet Of flowers left over from the grave I sat in the waiting room Wasting my time And waiting for Judgment Day I

got the green light So if you want to, you got the green light So if you want to, you got the green light So if you want to, you got the green light Give

Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know 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

Little girl, little girl Why are you crying? Inside your restless soul your heart is dying Little one, little one Your soul is perchin' Of love and razor

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test and don't ask why It

Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge? Look out to the setting sun, the brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of a lie The cracks