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4.8 KiB
HTML
192 lines
4.8 KiB
HTML
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<img src="heart_grenade_bw.png" width="40">
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<img src="heart_grenade_bw.png" width="60">
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<h2>American Idiot</h2>
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<p class="p">
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Don't wanna be an American idiot
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Don't want a nation under the new media
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And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
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The subliminal mindf*ck America
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Welcome to a new kind of tension
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All across the alienation
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Where everything isn't meant to be okay
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Television dreams of tomorrow
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We're not the ones who're meant to follow
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For that's enough to argue
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Well maybe I'm the f*gg*t America
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I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
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Now everybody do the propaganda
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And sing along to the age of paranoia
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Welcome to a new kind of tension
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All across the alienation
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<br>
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Where everything isn't meant to be okay
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<br>
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Television dreams of tomorrow
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<br>
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We're not the ones who're meant to follow
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<br>
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For that's enough to argue
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<br>
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Don't want to be an American idiot
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One nation controlled by the media
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Information age of hysteria
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It's calling out to idiot America
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Welcome to a new kind of tension
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<br>
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All across the alienation
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<br>
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Where everything isn't meant to be okay
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<br>
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Television dreams of tomorrow
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<br>
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We're not the ones who're meant to follow
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For that's enough to argue
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</p>
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<h2>Boulevard of Broken Dreams</h2>
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I walk a lonely road
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The only one that I have ever known
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Don't know where it goes
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But it's home to me and I walk alone
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I walk this empty street
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On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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Where the city sleeps
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And I'm the only one and I walk alone
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I walk alone
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I walk alone
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I walk alone
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I walk a
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
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My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
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Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
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'Til then I walk alone
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Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah-ah
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Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
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I'm walking down the line
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That divides me somewhere in my mind
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On the borderline
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Of the edge and where I walk alone
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Read between the lines
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Of what's f*cked up and everything's alright
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Check my vital signs
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To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
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I walk alone
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I walk alone
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<br>
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I walk alone
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<br>
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I walk a
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
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<br>
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My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
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<br>
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Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
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<br>
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'Til then I walk alone
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<br>
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Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah-ah
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<br>
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Ah-ah, ah-ah
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<br>
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I walk alone
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I walk a
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<br>
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I walk this empty street
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<br>
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On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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<br>
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Where the city sleeps
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<br>
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And I'm the only one and I walk a
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<br>
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
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<br>
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My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
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<br>
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Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
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<br>
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'Til then I walk alone
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<br>
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</p>
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</body>
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