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• Título: Welcome To Paradise
• Album: International Superhits!
• Ano: 2001

Letras:

Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since that I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

Dear mother,
Can you hear me laughing
It's been six whole months since
Since that I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

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• Título: Holiday
• Album: International Superhits!
• Ano: 2004

Letras:

Hear the sound of the falling rain

Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)

The shame

The ones who died without a name


Hear the dogs howling out of key

To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)

And bleed, the company lost the war today


I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday


Hear the drum pounding out of time

Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)

To find, the money's on the other side


Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)

There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)

A gag, A plastic bag on a monument


I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday


"The representative from California has the floor"


Zieg Heil to the president gasman

Bombs away is your punishment

Pulverize the Eiffel towers

Who criticize your government

Bang bang goes the broken glass and

Kill all the fags that don't agree

Trials by fire, setting fire

Is not a way that's meant for me

Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!


I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives


This is our lives on holiday

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• Título: American Idiot
• Album: International Superhits!
• Ano: 2004

Letras:

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 mindfuck America.


Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alien nation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

Well that's enough to argue.


Well maybe I'm the faggot America.

I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.

Now everybody do the propaganda.

And sing along in the age of paranoia.


Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alien nation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

Well that's enough to argue.


Don't wanna be an American idiot.

One nation controlled by the media.

Information nation of hysteria.

It's going out to idiot America.


Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alien nation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

Well that's enough to argue.

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• Título: basket case
• Album: International Superhits!
• Ano: 2001

Letras:

Do you have the time

to listen to me whine

About NOTHING and EVERYTHING

all at once

I am one of those

Melodramatic fools

Neurotic to the bone

No doubt about it


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Or am I just STONED


I went to a shrink

To analyze my dreams

SHE says it's lack of sex

that's bringing me down

I went to a whore

HE said my life's a bore

So quit my whining cause

it's bringing HER down


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Uh,yuh,yuh,ya


Grasping to CONTROL

So I BETTER hold on


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Or am I just STONED