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  • Bang Bang
  • Basket Case
  • Still Breathing
  • American Idiot
  • Revolution Radio
  • Wake Me Up When September Ends
  • Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)
  • When I Come Around
  • Somewhere Now
  • Holiday/Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
  • 21 Guns
  • Say Goodbye
  • Youngblood
  • Bouncing Off the Wall
  • Welcome To Paradise
  • Outlaws
  • Longview
  • Ordinary World
  • Minority
  • Troubled Times
  • Too Dumb to Die
  • Forever Now
  • Brain Stew
  • Jesus of Suburbia
  • SHE
  • Know Your Enemy
  • Warning
  • アメリカン・イディオット（Ｂｏｎｕｓ　Ｄｉｓｃ）
  • ブールヴァード・オブ・ブロークン・ドリームス
  • Hitchin' a Ride
  • 2000 Light Years Away
  • Are We The Waiting/St. Jimmy
  • Nice Guys Finish Last
  • Give Me Novacaine/She's A Rebel
  • Whatsername
  • Redundant
  • Jaded
  • セイント・ジミー（Ｂｏｎｕｓ　Ｄｉｓｃ）
  • Extraordinary Girl/Letterbomb
  • Stray Heart
  • アメリカン・イディオット
  • アー・ウィー・ザ・ウェイティング（Ｂｏｎｕｓ　Ｄｉｓｃ）
  • ブールヴァード・オブ・ブロークン・ドリームス（Ｂｏｎｕｓ　Ｄｉｓｃ）
  • Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - feat. John Gallagher Jr., Rebecca Naomi Jones, Stark Sands, Company [Album Version]
  • Burnout
  • Waiting
  • Homecoming
  • Holiday
  • Oh Love
  • At the Library

I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
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

And 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 room or 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

And 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

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 (hey, hey)
At the end of another lost highway (hey, hey)
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned (hey, hey)
Lost children with dirty faces today (hey, hey)
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
...

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