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| A punk-rock nem élne Green Day nélkül! Éljen a GREEN DAY!!! |
| TRÉ A LEGCUKIBB!!!!Ú
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Rony, aki naaaaaaagy Green Day rajongó és nem 'ájlávbilidzsós' !!!!!!!!! |
| Boulevard of broken dreams.... |
I love GREEN DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nóri |
GREEN DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fishy |
GREEN DAY FOREVER!!!!!
Zsófy |
Nézzetek be hozzám is:
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Én is Green Day rajongó vagyok=DD
Farkas Zsuzsi |
| kösz még1×... vegyél fel msn-re ha van: horsebaby13@hotmail.hu ne tévesszen meg a ,,baby"-s nevem, majd elmondom, h hogy lettttt :S :D |
| höm... köszi, nincs mit!!!
:) |
| Kedves akárki!!
Köszi, nekem is mozzilám van, és ezt utááálom benne...utálom, utálom, utálom...!!!!!!
Nah mind1, köszi köszi és utoljára is köszi mind a 2-t
Szerk.: BIANCA |
| bocs, hogy összefolyik csak a Mozilla egybe rakja! :S |
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Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia Lyrics
[Part 1: 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-pop 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 a Land of Make Believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living in my private womb
While the moms and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary-Jane
To keep me insane, doing someone else's cocaine
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a Land of Make Believe
That don't believe in me
[Part 2: City Of The Damned]
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
It's 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
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
[Part 3: I Don't Care]
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care [x4]
Everyone's so full of shit!
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of Suburbia
Land of Make Believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of Make Believe
And it don't believe
And I don't care! (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care!
[Part 4: Dearly Beloved]
Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
[Part 5: Tales of Another Broken home]
To live and not to breathe is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what to believe
And what I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time!
I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
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Green Day - St. Jimmy
St. Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silluoette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1,2, 1,2,3,4!
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
And I'm here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allan Poe
Raised in the city under a halo of lights
The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
You talkin' to me?
I'll give you something to cry about.
ST. JIMMY!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I am the one that's from the way outside
A teenage assassin executing some fun
And the cult of the life of crime
I really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down ol' boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
And the resident leader of the lost and found
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my name...and don't wear it out! |
| NAGYON FONTOS!!!!!!!!!! VALAKI ÍRJA (MÁSOLJA) BE IDE A JESUS OF SUBURBIA, MEG A ST JIMMY DALSZÖVEGÉT!!! NAGYON FONTOS, KÖSZI!
BIANCA (szerki) |
| Én is GREEN DAY rajongó vagyok,úgy mint itt a töbiek!!! ;D ;) Punx |
Szasztok Sári vok, és bár ezt még soha nem mondtam ki, de most a ti kedvetekért mégis: GRÍN DÉLY RAJONGÓÓÓ VAGYOOOKKK!!!!!!!!!! Igen képes voltam rá. Köszönöm.
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| greengirl4 vok és IMÁÁÁÁÁÁÁDOOOOOOOOOM a GD-t:D:D |
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