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American Idiot
03:07
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Hear
Our new heroes of youth
Mass shoot America
And where have the serial killers gone
Who could hold our attention on and on
Not just a flash
Cabin-dwelling pioneers who see
Beyond evil good and celebrity false reality
To the next dimension
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Lord assimilate my word
Mind-hole island
While the crowds laugh loud
And light up the strand
With blazes I fanned
Oh and
Anytime when you need a helping hand
I'm your kind man
I'll smile
You don't know who I am
I'm a schizoid man
I'm a voice coming through your machine
Never been seen
I'm a face so plain but out of frame
Get away now
Mm mm get away
Your world goes to flames while mine stays the same
I think your lack of equanimity's a drag
Don't lay your problems on me
Don't weigh me down with your schemes and leave me
Holding the bag
Let me tell you 'bout my schizoid love
She's a million miles away
I hear her voice every day now
Well once we locked eyes and I felt long lost kin
Till she saw the sickness and the need I despise
Well she's doing fine in her mind and I'm in mine
Singing S-C-H-I-Z-O-I-D I'm a schizoid man
Oh yeah
S-C-H-I-Z-O-I-D I'm a schizoid man
Oh you know I am yeah oh
S-C-H-I-Z to the O-I-D cause I'm a schizoid man
Man, yeah oh
S-C-H-I-Z to the O-I-D cause I'm a
I'm a schizoid
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Forever Young
02:32
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It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing less than numinous
Never less than luminous
It’s got to be nothing
(Forever Young
Forever Young)
(Forever forever young
Forever forever young)
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4. |
I Saw the Light
02:31
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Delicate indents are dug around the inkwell
Forget it that’s no way to tell
But I can see easily
All the shades of this scene
Fake friends and TV numb me
But my projection turns me on
To this world and how I belong
I feel her light hand while I
Delve beyond the flat sight
Hear her call me outside
To a place that’s not real
I never want to seem naive
But together I can breathe
With my projection
Blessed reflection of someone I’ve seen
Fake friends and TV numb me
But my projection turns me on
To this world and how I belong
I feel her light hand while I
Cut the path to blue sky
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Dream red apple it fell to the ground
I didn’t see it I wasn’t around
I was rambling wrapped up in the play
‘Till I returned and saw the decay
Dream red apple it fell to the dirt
I didn’t notice I didn’t hear it
‘Till the bugs came and tore it apart
Revealed the pieces that could have been art
Have you watched the way the feed
Seen the patterns that they weave
While I just sit around and breathe
And besides I can dream
All I have to do is dream
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6. |
Nature Boy
03:32
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The night that I was born the moon was new
And all was dark but my green eyes shown through
I didn’t cry or make a sound
I saw nothing to cry about
Nor do I now
And I was running before I ever spoke
Nothing to say but so so much to know
I lay with the sheep forgot the gate
And I left meat for wolves because
Of the sounds they made
When you rage I’m in the next room listening
And I’ll always tell
But I’ll never say you’re wrong
I’m a wayward child
You’re going to miss me when I’m gone
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If every baby had a dollar bill
Soon I’d be a millionaire
Drawn like falling
Making my pile
Baby’s got to dance
Momma’s got to wait awhile
Well I see you walking by while I play my guitar
I see you ain’t looking cause you don’t see I’m a star but
Baby’s transfixed watching verse after verse
Make you grateful
Maybe loosen your purse
I don’t play the blues
Cause I don’t know how
My soul is in these trees
Set in solid ground
Barefoot baby knows the sound
I chop run squeal it’s alright
Turn away it’s alright now
Keep on walking pay no mind
Cause when you move your feet you’ll be stepping in time
Don’t worry now I’ll be the same on the other side
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Old Man
03:00
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My megalomania smiles
My delusion drags at the moon
My delusion wrung dry
Fly child I see your type
How you chase your light
Evade time’s vice
Dumb and blind soar and dive
Old now I got wise
Saw life from the side
Ten thousand miles
But I’d rather be where
My megalomania smiles
My delusion drags at the moon
My confusion floats half-wracked tries
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Be still unwind your will
Don’t let your need command
No one likes it
When you grant the world in your hands
Stop it it’s all over now don’t lose your deep-set plan
Be real just say what you feel
Not these bleak metaphors
Thirteen chords
Don’t tell your tale very well
Simple don’t you know that’s how you’ll find your friends aboard
You’ll see them as they jump
Hold hands at full salute
Just for you
You don’t need another way
You don’t need it
Be soft resign to your loss
Don’t try to pretend you’re strong
You know you’re wrong
There’s no love for fools acting tough
Drop it now that you’re exposed disclose your need for once
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10. |
Here Comes the Sun
03:28
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It’s too hot
I just arose from my humble bed
Dragged to the window got such a fright
Cause I saw dead earth gray plains
So I ran through my kitchen door got outside
So I could hold my woman crying
See if we can’t ease each other’s minds
She just pointed off at that wooden gate
Said that black-robed man has come to take your life
You know the sun’s been out seven weeks else way’s there’s no end in sight
So you’d better give in or take flight
I ain’t going down I ain’t going down
I ain’t going down cause I ain’t got the time
I ain’t going I ain’t going down
I ain’t going down cause I ain’t got the time
It don’t matter if it’s wrong or right
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