Green Day: Bullet in a Bible (2005) Movie Script
Music to me,
it's the air that I breathe.
It's the blood
that pumps through my veins
that keeps me alive. So without it,
I don't know what I would do.
I'd probably have a job
or something like that, but...
People ask me, "What would you do
if you didn't have Green Day?"
And I said, "I'd be in Green Day.
I don't really know anything else."
When people say,
"What do you think of people
that only talk to you or like you
because you're in Green Day?"
And I say,
"Well, I am Green Day."
That is me.
That is my life.
Let's go, hey-ho,
let's go!
Hey-ho, let's go!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!
Don't want to be an American idiot
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America
Alright,
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
ENGLAND!!!!
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia
Alright,
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Alright, England!
I say hey-oh!
- Hey-oh!
- I say hey-oh!
- Come on!
- Hey-oh!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Alright!
Are you guys ready
to sing along?
Well, I want you
to sing so loud
that every fucking redneck
in America
hears you tonight!
Alright?
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Information age of hysteria,GO
It's calling out to idiot America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Welcome to the Green Day
World Tour 2005!
I think to do something that you feel
in your heart that's great,
you need to make a lot
of mistakes to get there.
Anything that's-
I think is successful
is a series of mistakes.
With "American Idiot,"
I mean, it started off
with having
band practises in-
we came back and we started getting
back into band practise
down in Billie's basement
and stuff.
Literally after two
or three weeks,
we we're just like, "This sucks.
We know how to have band practise.
This is not how we want
to approach making a record."
I mean, even to the point
where Billie called me at one point
and was like, "Do you even
wanna do this anymore?"
"American Idiot"
was sort of a whole new
let's-take-on-the-planet
sort of vibe.
You should do it at least once
in your lifetime.
I think we were kinda scared
when we were doing demos,
but I think there was some point
that you know, fuck it,
if people fucking
hang us, fuck it.
Day one of the record,
the first thing we did,
everything was about setting the goals
of this record, you know?
"American Idiot,"
after recording it,
we knew we had accomplished
something that was completely...
above anything else
we'd ever done.
As soon as we wrote
"American Idiot,"
we kinda looked at each
other like "This is better."
We set that bar, and then we sorta
looked at ourselves like,
"Okay, now we have
a mountain to climb."
I write a lot of songs
when I'm going on walks.
And I was kinda thinking like,
"Who is the American idiot?
What is this person?
Who is that guy?
What kind of character
is gonna come out of that? Who is it?"
And I just remember going
on this walk,
and then thinking, "I'm the son
of ragin' love, Jesus of suburbia."
Those two lines right there
for me were, "Oh my God. Here we go."
It was opening up something
that not only
was completely a new thing,
but there was something about it
that dug up some past,
like...
demons that-
that you-
it seemed like
you closed off a long time ago,
but you never
reconciled with,
and then those two lines
came out, and it was-
they excited me and scared the
living piss out of me at the same time.
Every single line that you write,
you hang on every single word,
and you hang on
every single moment.
And for "Jesus of Suburbia,"
when people are singing it back to you,
they're not just reflecting
what you've-
the things about the song
that you're wrapped up in,
but it's also whether their lives
are wrapped up in it too.
It's too much
of an emotional moment.
It's one of the most emotional moments
in a song that I've ever written.
That's the only way
you can look at a song like that.
You can't sit here and look at it
and say, "This is a catchy number.
Oh God, I'd love to dance
to this song."
For a song like
"Jesus of Suburbia,"
there's too much emotion at stake
to just simply say it like that.
You don't even have to say
you love that song.
I don't even think that's
the way to describe it. It's not about-
It's about all
the emotional baggage
that you come with
and that you are-
just you finally have
an outlet for.
That's what "Jesus
of Suburbia" is to me.
And when it's reflected
back at you
by 65,000 people,
it's, um...
I don't know. It's a feeling
you can't even describe.
This song is dedicated
to everybody
who took the train
to get here tonight, alright?
This song's called
"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
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of EVERYBODY
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
And doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of EVERYBODY
That don't believe in me
Ladies and gentlemen,
Tr Cool.
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
Get those fists
in the air!
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
Alright!
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
Get those hands up!
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of 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
Get those fists
in the air!
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
One more time!
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
--"{(I don't care if you don't-x2)
"--x4
I don't care
Everyone is 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
That don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care! [x4]
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
Brothers and sisters,
get those hands up in the air!
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
England!
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mike Dirnt!
To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And 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 (You're leavingx4)
It's like a big gallery
of someone else's
nightmare, you know?
You want your bible
with a bullet in it.
That'll be me.
- You have a bible with a bullet in it?
- Oh, yeah.
Bible with a bullet in it.
Bible with shrapnel in it.
- Man, let's go.
- Okay.
This next song is
a big fuck you to all the politicians!
This song's called
"Holiday."
This song is not
anti-American.
It's anti...
war!
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 protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Brothers and sisters...
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
(Hey!)
Lights out!
The representative
of the United Kingdom
now has the floor.
Sieg 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
England!
You know, it's-
the way it feels on tour
is like there's
always certain smells
and there's always the certain
things you see every day,
whether it's body odour
to the smell
of the trucks outside
to seeing the crew
and the guys every day.
It's a travelling circus
in a lot of ways,
and you see the same
characters every single day.
Wait!
They don't love you
like I love you.
Wait! They don't
love you like l-
We got to countdown
about 30 minutes before we go on.
Usually have a little
practise amp and one guitar
and one of us will
pick it up
and we'll kind
of sing through-
we all sing some vocals,
and get our vocals in line,
and there's usually a lot
of goofing around in that.
There's that struggle
to stay healthy.
There's a struggle to party,
to not party.
Oh, yeah!
Right here.
Sorry, Mike.
Everything that you do
during the day
leads up to what your evening
is going to be like
or not be like,
because it could be
completely unpredictable.
You could be having
the worst day ever.
Your girlfriend broke up
with you,
your dog got hit
by a car,
your life is in
complete turmoil.
And then that night
you have this great show.
There's that feeling
of "Fuck everybody.
Who cares?
I don't give a shit. Fuck the dog.
Dog's dead, but all
these people are freaking out."
And then you walk offstage,
and then all of a sudden
you're worried
about what's going on at home,
and you're back to your life
and trying to communicate
with people at home.
Sometimes people
use touring
as a cure-all
for their problems.
It's a great place to run away
from all of your problems.
- I love you.
- Which bus is Billie's?
It's a different reality
altogether,
but as soon as that
reality's over with,
or that fantasy life is over with,
all of a sudden,
you're at home again.
There it is.
Home is right there,
and you're forced to deal with things.
And then you have
a terrible show
and everything sucks.
That day sucks.
You throw your guitar
at somebody
or your bass
at somebody
or your drumstick
at somebody
with bad intent.
Then there's those times
where that is your family.
That is who you are.
That is your home.
That's my jam, yo.
We've been a band now-
we've been a band now
for the last 16 years.
And not only is this
the best fucking tour
we've ever had...
but in the past two days
we've played to over
Thank you.
That's the biggest
we've ever had.
But remember one thing:
The second day is always
better than the first.
This song's called
"St. Jimmy."
Starry nights city lights coming down over me
Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
This dirty town was burning down in my dreams
Lost and found city bound in my dreams
Come on!
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind
Come on!
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life
The Jesus of suburbia is a lie
Come on!
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette,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 thieves
And I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
England!
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen 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
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
ST. JIMMY!
Let's go!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside
I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In 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 at the lost and found.
EVERYBODY
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my nameeeeeee...
And don't you fucking
wear it out!
Yeah, I mean, we were just approached
to play Milton Keynes.
They told us how many people
it was gonna be in front of.
At that point,
we had played arenas before,
you know, we were nervous
about filling a place like that.
We didn't know what people
were gonna think of us.
With Milton Keynes,
all this touring had been leading up
to the eventual playing
of stadiums for us.
These were like our first
two huge stadium shows.
We're looking at 65,000
people two days in a row
and sold out way in advance,
so we know they're gonna be exciting.
Is playing 60,000 people,
does it feel different than 15,000?
I think a lot of bands
have a problem with
is playing in front
of that many people
and trying to create intimacy,
and when you play
in front of that many people,
you don't try
to create intimacy.
You try to create an event. You try
to create a spectacle or a splash.
It's about just having
something that's massive.
This is the biggest gig pretty much
in the history of punk rock.
We're aware of it,
and we don't take it lightly whatsoever.
We're gonna play
for 65,000 of our fans.
And then do it again
the next day.
in two days.
- Is England important to you?
- I think when a band makes it-
when an English band
makes it in the United States,
they feel like
they've really made it,
and when an American band
makes it in England,
they feel like
they've really fucking made it.
To have such a historical
monumental point
in Green Day's career,
being in England,
it was an honour, really.
I get nervous
before every show.
I've always said it.
People always go, "Oh, no, you don't."
One of the worst things
I hate hearing-
I actually just told
my girlfriend to say that.
I'm like, "Don't say that 'cause I'm
really nervous," and they always go,
"You always do great."
I'm like...
We're ready to go on now.
Thank you.
I'll be here all night.
You go into a song
like "Longview,"
and you look into the crowd
and as many people know it,
there's a lot of new faces
that are kind of like, "What's this?"
And that was the point
where I knew that we had-
we had gotten out of that
shadow of "Dookie" entirely.
We're a whole 'nother
place, you know,
and I think at this point, Green Day is
synonymous with good music.
Alright!
Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on
Change the channels for an hour or two
Come on!
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
Go!
I'm sick of all the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm fucking lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit
Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
Alright!
I'm feeling like a DOG IN HEA
Barred indoors from the summer street
I locked the door to MY OWN CELL
And I lost the key
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit
I GOT NO MOTIVATION
WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION
NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION
SMOKING MY INSPIRATION
England!
Sit around and watch the phone,
but no one's calling
Call me pathetic,call me WHAT YOU WILL
My mother says to get a job
But she don't like the one SHE'S got
Go!
When masturbation's lost its fun
You're fucking lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn BORED
I'm going blind
And loneliness has to suffice
Bite my lip and close my eyes
I was slipping away to paradise
Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND."
But it's just a myth
Hardest-working band
in rock ever.
So hot.
Mmm, dirty.
I really like that.
It's all good.
They're gonna be all backwards
and stuff when I'm done with them.
Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
This one's my favourite.
There's gonna be
front truss fireworks
that fire off from the top
over the roof.
- Good job!
- You did good.
- That's good. I like it!
- You did good.
Good explaining.
That was good explaining,
Bill Schneider.
Yeah, coffee for six
and a latte as well.
No, a latte-
caffe latte as well.
Yes.
- What's up, Ringo?
- Thank you very much.
Yeah, right.
Give me another cig.
Some more
of that sweet wine, mate.
You like that, bitch?
No man can eat 50 eggs.
Alright, England!
Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well
The well that inibriates the guilt.
Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak, no
There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up,
as say 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride
Alright, England!
Well say, "Hey oh!"
Come on!
Hey oh!
Well, say "Hey, hey!"
Hey, hey!
I said hey oh!
Hey oh!
I said hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
Now that's how you do it
in England, baby!
I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.
Alright!
- I said ah!
- Ah.
- I said oh!
- Oh!
- I said ooh!
- Ooh!
- I said whoo! I say whoo!
- Whoo! Whoo!
- I say whoo!
- Whoo!
- I say hey-oh!
- Hey-oh!
- I said ahh.
- Ahh.
- Ahh.
- Ahh.
Ahh.
- Ohh.
- Ohh.
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Ohh.
- Ohh.
Ohh!
Ohhh!
Ohh!
Oh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Oh! Oh!
Somebody fuck me!
Are you ready?
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
- One, two- one, two, three, four.
- And stop!
Now you sound like
you're fucking ready!
This is what I need.
This is what
it's gonna take.
This is what it's gonna take.
I need every single person
here at Milton Keynes
to freak out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
But first, I need everyone here
at Milton Keynes
to scream, "One, two-
one, two, three, four."
You ready?
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two- one, two, three, four.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two- one, two, three, four.
There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up,
I say 1,2,1,2,3,4 SHITTTT
Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and
Come on!
Before a show, I don't even
really like being talked to.
You gotta get your heart racing,
and you gotta get in that frame of mind
where you have to skew
your own reality
and you have
to really embrace
and concentrate
on everything
that is going to happen
on the stage
and be ready for the unpredictable
at the same time.
You get pumped up,
you get ready.
You can't be just
sitting on a couch
and goofing around
or playing Playstation
then go up and rock
a zillion people.
You gotta be pumped
somehow.
That includes- like I said,
I gotta break a sweat
before I hit the stage
because, you know,
it's like jumping
onto a moving train.
You just gotta be
ready for it, you know?
Otherwise,
you can get run over.
Rock and roll outfits
commence.
Form of a supergroup.
Next hour's going
to be a long one.
But the two hours
after that are gonna fly by,
and they're gonna
last forever.
I am so beautiful!
You just get rid of everything
that's going on
in the outside world
and you just focus on this gig.
But there's just all this stuff
that's going through your head,
but all you can do
is channel it.
You just get rid of
everything that's going on
in the outside world.
Hey-oh, let's go!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
It's a place of worship.
It's a place of rock!
- What kind of place is this?
- This is a holy place!
Why are there no clouds
in the sky?
'Cause God wants to watch
his favourite band again.
For the next two hours,
this is where I'm gonna be.
I want to treat it like as if it's
the last time I'm ever going to play.
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
Everybody!
On my own here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out of my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sensed dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go
Alright, England!
Are you ready?
Ol, ol, ol.
Ol, ol.
Ol, ol, ol.
Ol, ol, ol.
Hey!
How are you guys
doing up there on the lawn?
How're you good guys
doing back there?
How's all my friends
down here on the floor?
I say, hey-oh! Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey-hey!
Hey-hey!
Now, I would like
to introduce to you
a band called Green Day.
Over here on the guitar...
originally
from Little Rock, Arkansas,
ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason White!
Standing to my left,
on the trumpet...
originally from London, England.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Ronnie Blake.
And standing
right next to him,
on the piano,
on the saxophone,
on the trombone,
and many, many, many, many,
many, many, many,
many pornographic websites
on the internet...
Come over here, Mr Freese.
Come over here, Mr Freese.
Give me some of that-
give me
some of that UK Blues.
Come up here.
Bring me some of that.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason Freese!
Alright.
On the bass...
a man I've been standing next to
for the last 16 years.
A man who looks
really good naked.
And the best fucking bass player
in the history of punk rock music.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Mike Dirnt!
Mike Dirnt,
Mike Dirnt.
And on the drums...
a man that's very personal
and close and a lifelong friendship
with Mr Michael Jackson.
A man I like
to shower naked with.
And the greatest drummer
in the history of rock and roll.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Tr Cool!
And my name is
George W. Bush!
Actually,
my name is Asshole.
I fully promote and love watching
Tr be the greatest rock drummer
- in the world.
- I concur.
Tr is... he's pure drummer
and way too much energy.
Orange Mocha Frappuccino.
Tr Cool plays the drums
in Green Day
and he snorts...
...doughnut sprinkles
and- oh, that's-
ah, that's a sweet drain.
I don't want you to get
the wrong idea.
I mean, not all liberals
smoke lettuce.
You know and he's...
how can l-
how can I place it?
I know, he's- he's just
a little catalyst, you know,
for good, bad
and everything in-between.
Hey, dear, come here.
I can count to four and repeat.
I'm a drummer.
Yeah... yeah.
See, I made you think
about hot tubs and stuff.
Gonna be an ongoing thing,
it'll be funny.
I judge all you drummers.
I'm watching you, hey!
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
Come 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?
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?
Am I just stoned?
We didn't even know
that we were going to make a video,
let alone a concert movie
in front of 65,000 people.
Best laid plans go
right out of the window
when there's a rock concert
and there's 65,000 people.
If you can't talk back
to the control booth-
Slow- this is nice.
Something doesn't feel
the way that we set it up.
I need something to go
to Tr - where is Tr? Yeah...
Um, j-jiggle the wire.
It's not working.
No, no, no.
Steph on wide and Al all the way.
Where is that-
- George, find something else.
- We don't have the helicopter.
You might get a few simple directions
throughout the show.
You're doing some racks like that.
That was nice.
Good, that's great,
hold that.
Tell everyone he's
on the squirt gun right now.
- Now, guys-
- So get off that fucking side.
- Off the side.
- That's beautiful.
Look at that.
Man, that's fucking great.
Making sure they're getting the slates.
That's awesome.
I've called them twice.
I'll call.
Guys, make sure you get your slates.
Don't forget your slates.
Thanks.
Yeah, stay on Jason.
No, hold it, you dumb fuck.
Okay, give me a fast move.
Jim, come off of black.
Hold that.
This fucking camera-
- Mario, hold that.
- Awesome.
Right, hold that, hold that.
Right there, good. That, hold that.
Oh yeah, good, good, good!
Awesome! Fuck!
Beautiful, Mario,
keep that.
- Fuck, man.
- George- George, is good.
Reload it.
- How was it?
- It was good.
It wasn't great?
King for
a day!
Started at the age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking through her bedroom door,
to find something in a size 4
Sugar and spice and everything nice,
wasn't made for only girls.
GI Joe in panty hose is making
room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.
England!
My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in the drag queen.
Don't knock it until you tried it
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls
G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
England!
Get those hands
up in the air!
Go!
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls
G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
Just wait 'til all the guys
Just wait 'til all the guys
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
Hey, you!
- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said, hey-oh! Come on!
Hey-oh.
Alright.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
And stop!
Now wai-ai-ai...
...ait a minute.
Yeah-yeah!
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-
yeah-eah-eah!
I want you to know
I want you to know now
You've been so good
(You've been so good to me-x3)
You know you make me wanna
Shout!
(Keep my hands up and Shout-x3)
Keep my hands up and
(A little bit softer now-x14)
(Shoobedowop bop bop-x6)
(Always look on the bright side of life-x4)
(A little bit louder now-x14)
(Jump up and shout now-x4)
(Shout-x9)
(Shout-x8)
I have never put so much
emotion into any...
record than I have
into-into "American Idiot"
and in every song
that's on "American Idiot."
There are times where I feel
like I get choked up
and feel like I get
a frog in my throat,
or I feel like it's hard
to sing the next line
because even though it's-
the record isn't
necessarily about me
but everything comes
from some emotional place
that l- that I've experienced
in my life.
And it resurfaces every time
that you play those songs.
You're not just
putting it out there.
You're performing it,
but you're living it at the same time.
Then when you see all those people
throwing it right back at you
at the same time, you know,
it's just such an emotional level
where it's- you know,
it's- the whole show is-
and everybody
is almost levitating.
This song is called "Wake Me Up
When September Ends."
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
I'm a manager of a printing factory
with over 100 employees,
and they think
it's absolutely brilliant.
They think it's absolutely hilarious
that I'm here today
and trying to get
into that mosh pit
right down in the front
to see my band.
I wanna be right in there,
right in the mosh pit.
I don't wanna be in a mosh pit,
but I wanna be
in the front.
Crowd's off to the front,
right at the front.
Oh, about that bit there where everyone
will be jumping up and down, I think.
Jumping around,
jumping around
and jumping forwards
and jumping backwards
and getting very sweaty.
Generally, right there.
This is gonna be
the best gig of my life, definitely.
Best day of my life.
It's 'cause of them that we
got together. We met working together
in a bank, and not many people
in the bank liked punk music.
So we kinda saw each other
and started talking about Green Day
and then started becoming friends
and then went to see them.
- Yeah.
- After September the 11th,
there was a lot of-
the radio over here
took all of their kind of political
songs off the playlist,
and it seemed like
mainstream rock bands
were scared to say stuff honestly
because they wanted
to get on the playlist.
Green Day came out
with "American Idiot" recently.
They've been all over
the place and just proved
that rock bands can be honest again,
and people wanna hear it.
People want the voice.
With "American Idiot,"
they're really laying down the gauntlet
and challenging people to think
about life and what's happening.
It's not easy listening. It's not songs
about masturbation anymore.
Like they've grown up and they're
talking about something important.
The fact that they don't give
a damn about anything.
The way can just tell
President Bush to fuck off.
It's just nice to see there are
punk rock bands out there
who still care about it, 'cause it's
nice that... 60,000 people here today
who care about Green Day,
who care about "American Idiot,"
all agree with it, to buy the record
to come and see the band.
Both equally
the same massive Green Day fans.
- Definitely, we are one.
- Been listening to them for years.
And Billie Joe started
talking to me, and he said,
"Are you coming to the London show
tomorrow night?"
I said, "No, I'm sorry.
I haven't got a ticket."
He said, "Matthew, don't worry.
I'll sort you a ticket out."
The next day, lo and behold,
he's put me a ticket on the door.
They've been with me all my life,
and I love them to death, love them.
So it's obviously not just a phase
like my parents thought at first.
I've been listening
to Green Day for the past 10 years.
And Zoe's grown up with them,
so that's how Zoe likes Green Day.
- They got it all.
- He's a beautiful man.
It's just an amazing day.
They're definitely gonna go
down in history
with the likes of the Ramones
and the Clash and Bad Religion
in the punk circle.
When someone mentions Green Day,
everyone knows a Green Day song.
They're the biggest band
in the world right now.
Green Day's all about
being who you are, being a minority
and not being afraid
of anything else for... nothing.
You gotta be who you are.
And you shouldn't be scared about that.
Listening to Green Day
just brought out something
that I never knew I had before,
and if anyone tells you otherwise,
you just gotta give them
the middle finger.
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
I pledge allegiance to the underworld
One nation under dark
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt,Singled out
The only way I know
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of
a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
We're Green Day
from Oakland, California.
But I just want to say
that England is now
the official home of Green Day
from now on.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you!
And remember one thing.
Regardless of who
the powers that be are,
the people that you elect,
the people that I elect into office,
remember, you have
the fucking power.
We're the fucking leaders.
Don't let these bastards
dictate your life
by trying to tell you
what to do, alright?
Come on,
I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
Well, I said hey-oh!
Hey-oh!
Well, I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey...
...oh!
Come on!
Hey...
...oh!
You guys fucking rule,
man, thank you.
I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.
Alright!
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mike Dirnt!
Jason White!
Jason Freese!
Ronnie Blake!
And Mr Tr Cool!
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of
a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
England!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day!
You need a break when,
you know, you're...
it's just when
you're done, you know?
How do you know when
you're done having sex?
It's like you're finished,
you know?
It's time.
The cycle is over.
And that's usually like
a combination of
where you start getting tired
of being on the road
and you want to embrace
your home at the same time.
There's a feeling
of the chaos
and being out of control
that you have to embrace.
Can I give a kiss?
Please don't film me right now.
When you feel like your legs are
gonna fall out from underneath you,
you know that it's all
going to the right place.
There's a greater good
that's happening,
and you're getting
a chance to play your music
in front of people,
and thousands of people
are reacting at the same time.
That's, you know,
a great feeling.
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...
We really had no idea
what our career was going to be like
or if we were going to
have a career when we first started.
All we knew is that
we wrote some songs
that we really enjoyed
and we loved.
And we knew somewhere
that we would enjoy playing these songs
when we're older,
that they would make sense.
It was about having
the biggest Green Day concert ever.
And that's really what it was.
To me, that's a perfect show.
This is the best tour
that we've ever been on by far.
I loved being on the road every
single time we've been on the road.
But this has been one of those
special moments where...
the things that you're doing
onstage are transcending
into another arena altogether.
You don't really- you have no control
over something like that.
It's complete chaos.
All you can really do-
you can't really-
what's the expression?
You can't control the wind,
but you can set your sails.
And you just kinda keep
going that direction, you know,
and wherever it takes you
and see where you end up.
Another turning point,
a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist,
directs you where to go
So make the best of this test,
and don't ask why
It's not a question,
but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs,
and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and
dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
it's the air that I breathe.
It's the blood
that pumps through my veins
that keeps me alive. So without it,
I don't know what I would do.
I'd probably have a job
or something like that, but...
People ask me, "What would you do
if you didn't have Green Day?"
And I said, "I'd be in Green Day.
I don't really know anything else."
When people say,
"What do you think of people
that only talk to you or like you
because you're in Green Day?"
And I say,
"Well, I am Green Day."
That is me.
That is my life.
Let's go, hey-ho,
let's go!
Hey-ho, let's go!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!
Don't want to be an American idiot
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America
Alright,
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
ENGLAND!!!!
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia
Alright,
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Alright, England!
I say hey-oh!
- Hey-oh!
- I say hey-oh!
- Come on!
- Hey-oh!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Alright!
Are you guys ready
to sing along?
Well, I want you
to sing so loud
that every fucking redneck
in America
hears you tonight!
Alright?
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Information age of hysteria,GO
It's calling out to idiot America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Welcome to the Green Day
World Tour 2005!
I think to do something that you feel
in your heart that's great,
you need to make a lot
of mistakes to get there.
Anything that's-
I think is successful
is a series of mistakes.
With "American Idiot,"
I mean, it started off
with having
band practises in-
we came back and we started getting
back into band practise
down in Billie's basement
and stuff.
Literally after two
or three weeks,
we we're just like, "This sucks.
We know how to have band practise.
This is not how we want
to approach making a record."
I mean, even to the point
where Billie called me at one point
and was like, "Do you even
wanna do this anymore?"
"American Idiot"
was sort of a whole new
let's-take-on-the-planet
sort of vibe.
You should do it at least once
in your lifetime.
I think we were kinda scared
when we were doing demos,
but I think there was some point
that you know, fuck it,
if people fucking
hang us, fuck it.
Day one of the record,
the first thing we did,
everything was about setting the goals
of this record, you know?
"American Idiot,"
after recording it,
we knew we had accomplished
something that was completely...
above anything else
we'd ever done.
As soon as we wrote
"American Idiot,"
we kinda looked at each
other like "This is better."
We set that bar, and then we sorta
looked at ourselves like,
"Okay, now we have
a mountain to climb."
I write a lot of songs
when I'm going on walks.
And I was kinda thinking like,
"Who is the American idiot?
What is this person?
Who is that guy?
What kind of character
is gonna come out of that? Who is it?"
And I just remember going
on this walk,
and then thinking, "I'm the son
of ragin' love, Jesus of suburbia."
Those two lines right there
for me were, "Oh my God. Here we go."
It was opening up something
that not only
was completely a new thing,
but there was something about it
that dug up some past,
like...
demons that-
that you-
it seemed like
you closed off a long time ago,
but you never
reconciled with,
and then those two lines
came out, and it was-
they excited me and scared the
living piss out of me at the same time.
Every single line that you write,
you hang on every single word,
and you hang on
every single moment.
And for "Jesus of Suburbia,"
when people are singing it back to you,
they're not just reflecting
what you've-
the things about the song
that you're wrapped up in,
but it's also whether their lives
are wrapped up in it too.
It's too much
of an emotional moment.
It's one of the most emotional moments
in a song that I've ever written.
That's the only way
you can look at a song like that.
You can't sit here and look at it
and say, "This is a catchy number.
Oh God, I'd love to dance
to this song."
For a song like
"Jesus of Suburbia,"
there's too much emotion at stake
to just simply say it like that.
You don't even have to say
you love that song.
I don't even think that's
the way to describe it. It's not about-
It's about all
the emotional baggage
that you come with
and that you are-
just you finally have
an outlet for.
That's what "Jesus
of Suburbia" is to me.
And when it's reflected
back at you
by 65,000 people,
it's, um...
I don't know. It's a feeling
you can't even describe.
This song is dedicated
to everybody
who took the train
to get here tonight, alright?
This song's called
"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
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of EVERYBODY
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
And doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of EVERYBODY
That don't believe in me
Ladies and gentlemen,
Tr Cool.
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
Get those fists
in the air!
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
Alright!
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
Get those hands up!
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of 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
Get those fists
in the air!
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
One more time!
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
--"{(I don't care if you don't-x2)
"--x4
I don't care
Everyone is 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
That don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care! [x4]
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
Brothers and sisters,
get those hands up in the air!
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
England!
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mike Dirnt!
To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And 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 (You're leavingx4)
It's like a big gallery
of someone else's
nightmare, you know?
You want your bible
with a bullet in it.
That'll be me.
- You have a bible with a bullet in it?
- Oh, yeah.
Bible with a bullet in it.
Bible with shrapnel in it.
- Man, let's go.
- Okay.
This next song is
a big fuck you to all the politicians!
This song's called
"Holiday."
This song is not
anti-American.
It's anti...
war!
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 protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Brothers and sisters...
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
(Hey!)
Lights out!
The representative
of the United Kingdom
now has the floor.
Sieg 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
England!
You know, it's-
the way it feels on tour
is like there's
always certain smells
and there's always the certain
things you see every day,
whether it's body odour
to the smell
of the trucks outside
to seeing the crew
and the guys every day.
It's a travelling circus
in a lot of ways,
and you see the same
characters every single day.
Wait!
They don't love you
like I love you.
Wait! They don't
love you like l-
We got to countdown
about 30 minutes before we go on.
Usually have a little
practise amp and one guitar
and one of us will
pick it up
and we'll kind
of sing through-
we all sing some vocals,
and get our vocals in line,
and there's usually a lot
of goofing around in that.
There's that struggle
to stay healthy.
There's a struggle to party,
to not party.
Oh, yeah!
Right here.
Sorry, Mike.
Everything that you do
during the day
leads up to what your evening
is going to be like
or not be like,
because it could be
completely unpredictable.
You could be having
the worst day ever.
Your girlfriend broke up
with you,
your dog got hit
by a car,
your life is in
complete turmoil.
And then that night
you have this great show.
There's that feeling
of "Fuck everybody.
Who cares?
I don't give a shit. Fuck the dog.
Dog's dead, but all
these people are freaking out."
And then you walk offstage,
and then all of a sudden
you're worried
about what's going on at home,
and you're back to your life
and trying to communicate
with people at home.
Sometimes people
use touring
as a cure-all
for their problems.
It's a great place to run away
from all of your problems.
- I love you.
- Which bus is Billie's?
It's a different reality
altogether,
but as soon as that
reality's over with,
or that fantasy life is over with,
all of a sudden,
you're at home again.
There it is.
Home is right there,
and you're forced to deal with things.
And then you have
a terrible show
and everything sucks.
That day sucks.
You throw your guitar
at somebody
or your bass
at somebody
or your drumstick
at somebody
with bad intent.
Then there's those times
where that is your family.
That is who you are.
That is your home.
That's my jam, yo.
We've been a band now-
we've been a band now
for the last 16 years.
And not only is this
the best fucking tour
we've ever had...
but in the past two days
we've played to over
Thank you.
That's the biggest
we've ever had.
But remember one thing:
The second day is always
better than the first.
This song's called
"St. Jimmy."
Starry nights city lights coming down over me
Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
This dirty town was burning down in my dreams
Lost and found city bound in my dreams
Come on!
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind
Come on!
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life
The Jesus of suburbia is a lie
Come on!
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting
And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette,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 thieves
And I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
England!
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen 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
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
ST. JIMMY!
Let's go!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside
I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In 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 at the lost and found.
EVERYBODY
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my nameeeeeee...
And don't you fucking
wear it out!
Yeah, I mean, we were just approached
to play Milton Keynes.
They told us how many people
it was gonna be in front of.
At that point,
we had played arenas before,
you know, we were nervous
about filling a place like that.
We didn't know what people
were gonna think of us.
With Milton Keynes,
all this touring had been leading up
to the eventual playing
of stadiums for us.
These were like our first
two huge stadium shows.
We're looking at 65,000
people two days in a row
and sold out way in advance,
so we know they're gonna be exciting.
Is playing 60,000 people,
does it feel different than 15,000?
I think a lot of bands
have a problem with
is playing in front
of that many people
and trying to create intimacy,
and when you play
in front of that many people,
you don't try
to create intimacy.
You try to create an event. You try
to create a spectacle or a splash.
It's about just having
something that's massive.
This is the biggest gig pretty much
in the history of punk rock.
We're aware of it,
and we don't take it lightly whatsoever.
We're gonna play
for 65,000 of our fans.
And then do it again
the next day.
in two days.
- Is England important to you?
- I think when a band makes it-
when an English band
makes it in the United States,
they feel like
they've really made it,
and when an American band
makes it in England,
they feel like
they've really fucking made it.
To have such a historical
monumental point
in Green Day's career,
being in England,
it was an honour, really.
I get nervous
before every show.
I've always said it.
People always go, "Oh, no, you don't."
One of the worst things
I hate hearing-
I actually just told
my girlfriend to say that.
I'm like, "Don't say that 'cause I'm
really nervous," and they always go,
"You always do great."
I'm like...
We're ready to go on now.
Thank you.
I'll be here all night.
You go into a song
like "Longview,"
and you look into the crowd
and as many people know it,
there's a lot of new faces
that are kind of like, "What's this?"
And that was the point
where I knew that we had-
we had gotten out of that
shadow of "Dookie" entirely.
We're a whole 'nother
place, you know,
and I think at this point, Green Day is
synonymous with good music.
Alright!
Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on
Change the channels for an hour or two
Come on!
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
Go!
I'm sick of all the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm fucking lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit
Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
Alright!
I'm feeling like a DOG IN HEA
Barred indoors from the summer street
I locked the door to MY OWN CELL
And I lost the key
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit
I GOT NO MOTIVATION
WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION
NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION
SMOKING MY INSPIRATION
England!
Sit around and watch the phone,
but no one's calling
Call me pathetic,call me WHAT YOU WILL
My mother says to get a job
But she don't like the one SHE'S got
Go!
When masturbation's lost its fun
You're fucking lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn BORED
I'm going blind
And loneliness has to suffice
Bite my lip and close my eyes
I was slipping away to paradise
Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND."
But it's just a myth
Hardest-working band
in rock ever.
So hot.
Mmm, dirty.
I really like that.
It's all good.
They're gonna be all backwards
and stuff when I'm done with them.
Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
This one's my favourite.
There's gonna be
front truss fireworks
that fire off from the top
over the roof.
- Good job!
- You did good.
- That's good. I like it!
- You did good.
Good explaining.
That was good explaining,
Bill Schneider.
Yeah, coffee for six
and a latte as well.
No, a latte-
caffe latte as well.
Yes.
- What's up, Ringo?
- Thank you very much.
Yeah, right.
Give me another cig.
Some more
of that sweet wine, mate.
You like that, bitch?
No man can eat 50 eggs.
Alright, England!
Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well
The well that inibriates the guilt.
Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak, no
There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up,
as say 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride
Alright, England!
Well say, "Hey oh!"
Come on!
Hey oh!
Well, say "Hey, hey!"
Hey, hey!
I said hey oh!
Hey oh!
I said hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
Now that's how you do it
in England, baby!
I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.
Alright!
- I said ah!
- Ah.
- I said oh!
- Oh!
- I said ooh!
- Ooh!
- I said whoo! I say whoo!
- Whoo! Whoo!
- I say whoo!
- Whoo!
- I say hey-oh!
- Hey-oh!
- I said ahh.
- Ahh.
- Ahh.
- Ahh.
Ahh.
- Ohh.
- Ohh.
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Ohh.
- Ohh.
Ohh!
Ohhh!
Ohh!
Oh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Oh! Oh!
Somebody fuck me!
Are you ready?
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
- One, two- one, two, three, four.
- And stop!
Now you sound like
you're fucking ready!
This is what I need.
This is what
it's gonna take.
This is what it's gonna take.
I need every single person
here at Milton Keynes
to freak out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
But first, I need everyone here
at Milton Keynes
to scream, "One, two-
one, two, three, four."
You ready?
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two- one, two, three, four.
One, two-
one, two, three, four.
One, two- one, two, three, four.
There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up,
I say 1,2,1,2,3,4 SHITTTT
Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and
Come on!
Before a show, I don't even
really like being talked to.
You gotta get your heart racing,
and you gotta get in that frame of mind
where you have to skew
your own reality
and you have
to really embrace
and concentrate
on everything
that is going to happen
on the stage
and be ready for the unpredictable
at the same time.
You get pumped up,
you get ready.
You can't be just
sitting on a couch
and goofing around
or playing Playstation
then go up and rock
a zillion people.
You gotta be pumped
somehow.
That includes- like I said,
I gotta break a sweat
before I hit the stage
because, you know,
it's like jumping
onto a moving train.
You just gotta be
ready for it, you know?
Otherwise,
you can get run over.
Rock and roll outfits
commence.
Form of a supergroup.
Next hour's going
to be a long one.
But the two hours
after that are gonna fly by,
and they're gonna
last forever.
I am so beautiful!
You just get rid of everything
that's going on
in the outside world
and you just focus on this gig.
But there's just all this stuff
that's going through your head,
but all you can do
is channel it.
You just get rid of
everything that's going on
in the outside world.
Hey-oh, let's go!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
It's a place of worship.
It's a place of rock!
- What kind of place is this?
- This is a holy place!
Why are there no clouds
in the sky?
'Cause God wants to watch
his favourite band again.
For the next two hours,
this is where I'm gonna be.
I want to treat it like as if it's
the last time I'm ever going to play.
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
Everybody!
On my own here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out of my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sensed dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own here we go
Alright, England!
Are you ready?
Ol, ol, ol.
Ol, ol.
Ol, ol, ol.
Ol, ol, ol.
Hey!
How are you guys
doing up there on the lawn?
How're you good guys
doing back there?
How's all my friends
down here on the floor?
I say, hey-oh! Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey-hey!
Hey-hey!
Now, I would like
to introduce to you
a band called Green Day.
Over here on the guitar...
originally
from Little Rock, Arkansas,
ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason White!
Standing to my left,
on the trumpet...
originally from London, England.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Ronnie Blake.
And standing
right next to him,
on the piano,
on the saxophone,
on the trombone,
and many, many, many, many,
many, many, many,
many pornographic websites
on the internet...
Come over here, Mr Freese.
Come over here, Mr Freese.
Give me some of that-
give me
some of that UK Blues.
Come up here.
Bring me some of that.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason Freese!
Alright.
On the bass...
a man I've been standing next to
for the last 16 years.
A man who looks
really good naked.
And the best fucking bass player
in the history of punk rock music.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Mike Dirnt!
Mike Dirnt,
Mike Dirnt.
And on the drums...
a man that's very personal
and close and a lifelong friendship
with Mr Michael Jackson.
A man I like
to shower naked with.
And the greatest drummer
in the history of rock and roll.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Tr Cool!
And my name is
George W. Bush!
Actually,
my name is Asshole.
I fully promote and love watching
Tr be the greatest rock drummer
- in the world.
- I concur.
Tr is... he's pure drummer
and way too much energy.
Orange Mocha Frappuccino.
Tr Cool plays the drums
in Green Day
and he snorts...
...doughnut sprinkles
and- oh, that's-
ah, that's a sweet drain.
I don't want you to get
the wrong idea.
I mean, not all liberals
smoke lettuce.
You know and he's...
how can l-
how can I place it?
I know, he's- he's just
a little catalyst, you know,
for good, bad
and everything in-between.
Hey, dear, come here.
I can count to four and repeat.
I'm a drummer.
Yeah... yeah.
See, I made you think
about hot tubs and stuff.
Gonna be an ongoing thing,
it'll be funny.
I judge all you drummers.
I'm watching you, hey!
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
Come 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?
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?
Am I just stoned?
We didn't even know
that we were going to make a video,
let alone a concert movie
in front of 65,000 people.
Best laid plans go
right out of the window
when there's a rock concert
and there's 65,000 people.
If you can't talk back
to the control booth-
Slow- this is nice.
Something doesn't feel
the way that we set it up.
I need something to go
to Tr - where is Tr? Yeah...
Um, j-jiggle the wire.
It's not working.
No, no, no.
Steph on wide and Al all the way.
Where is that-
- George, find something else.
- We don't have the helicopter.
You might get a few simple directions
throughout the show.
You're doing some racks like that.
That was nice.
Good, that's great,
hold that.
Tell everyone he's
on the squirt gun right now.
- Now, guys-
- So get off that fucking side.
- Off the side.
- That's beautiful.
Look at that.
Man, that's fucking great.
Making sure they're getting the slates.
That's awesome.
I've called them twice.
I'll call.
Guys, make sure you get your slates.
Don't forget your slates.
Thanks.
Yeah, stay on Jason.
No, hold it, you dumb fuck.
Okay, give me a fast move.
Jim, come off of black.
Hold that.
This fucking camera-
- Mario, hold that.
- Awesome.
Right, hold that, hold that.
Right there, good. That, hold that.
Oh yeah, good, good, good!
Awesome! Fuck!
Beautiful, Mario,
keep that.
- Fuck, man.
- George- George, is good.
Reload it.
- How was it?
- It was good.
It wasn't great?
King for
a day!
Started at the age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking through her bedroom door,
to find something in a size 4
Sugar and spice and everything nice,
wasn't made for only girls.
GI Joe in panty hose is making
room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.
England!
My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in the drag queen.
Don't knock it until you tried it
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls
G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
England!
Get those hands
up in the air!
Go!
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls
G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day princess by dawn
Just wait 'til all the guys
Just wait 'til all the guys
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me
Hey, you!
- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Said, hey-oh! Come on!
Hey-oh.
Alright.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
And stop!
Now wai-ai-ai...
...ait a minute.
Yeah-yeah!
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-
yeah-eah-eah!
I want you to know
I want you to know now
You've been so good
(You've been so good to me-x3)
You know you make me wanna
Shout!
(Keep my hands up and Shout-x3)
Keep my hands up and
(A little bit softer now-x14)
(Shoobedowop bop bop-x6)
(Always look on the bright side of life-x4)
(A little bit louder now-x14)
(Jump up and shout now-x4)
(Shout-x9)
(Shout-x8)
I have never put so much
emotion into any...
record than I have
into-into "American Idiot"
and in every song
that's on "American Idiot."
There are times where I feel
like I get choked up
and feel like I get
a frog in my throat,
or I feel like it's hard
to sing the next line
because even though it's-
the record isn't
necessarily about me
but everything comes
from some emotional place
that l- that I've experienced
in my life.
And it resurfaces every time
that you play those songs.
You're not just
putting it out there.
You're performing it,
but you're living it at the same time.
Then when you see all those people
throwing it right back at you
at the same time, you know,
it's just such an emotional level
where it's- you know,
it's- the whole show is-
and everybody
is almost levitating.
This song is called "Wake Me Up
When September Ends."
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
I'm a manager of a printing factory
with over 100 employees,
and they think
it's absolutely brilliant.
They think it's absolutely hilarious
that I'm here today
and trying to get
into that mosh pit
right down in the front
to see my band.
I wanna be right in there,
right in the mosh pit.
I don't wanna be in a mosh pit,
but I wanna be
in the front.
Crowd's off to the front,
right at the front.
Oh, about that bit there where everyone
will be jumping up and down, I think.
Jumping around,
jumping around
and jumping forwards
and jumping backwards
and getting very sweaty.
Generally, right there.
This is gonna be
the best gig of my life, definitely.
Best day of my life.
It's 'cause of them that we
got together. We met working together
in a bank, and not many people
in the bank liked punk music.
So we kinda saw each other
and started talking about Green Day
and then started becoming friends
and then went to see them.
- Yeah.
- After September the 11th,
there was a lot of-
the radio over here
took all of their kind of political
songs off the playlist,
and it seemed like
mainstream rock bands
were scared to say stuff honestly
because they wanted
to get on the playlist.
Green Day came out
with "American Idiot" recently.
They've been all over
the place and just proved
that rock bands can be honest again,
and people wanna hear it.
People want the voice.
With "American Idiot,"
they're really laying down the gauntlet
and challenging people to think
about life and what's happening.
It's not easy listening. It's not songs
about masturbation anymore.
Like they've grown up and they're
talking about something important.
The fact that they don't give
a damn about anything.
The way can just tell
President Bush to fuck off.
It's just nice to see there are
punk rock bands out there
who still care about it, 'cause it's
nice that... 60,000 people here today
who care about Green Day,
who care about "American Idiot,"
all agree with it, to buy the record
to come and see the band.
Both equally
the same massive Green Day fans.
- Definitely, we are one.
- Been listening to them for years.
And Billie Joe started
talking to me, and he said,
"Are you coming to the London show
tomorrow night?"
I said, "No, I'm sorry.
I haven't got a ticket."
He said, "Matthew, don't worry.
I'll sort you a ticket out."
The next day, lo and behold,
he's put me a ticket on the door.
They've been with me all my life,
and I love them to death, love them.
So it's obviously not just a phase
like my parents thought at first.
I've been listening
to Green Day for the past 10 years.
And Zoe's grown up with them,
so that's how Zoe likes Green Day.
- They got it all.
- He's a beautiful man.
It's just an amazing day.
They're definitely gonna go
down in history
with the likes of the Ramones
and the Clash and Bad Religion
in the punk circle.
When someone mentions Green Day,
everyone knows a Green Day song.
They're the biggest band
in the world right now.
Green Day's all about
being who you are, being a minority
and not being afraid
of anything else for... nothing.
You gotta be who you are.
And you shouldn't be scared about that.
Listening to Green Day
just brought out something
that I never knew I had before,
and if anyone tells you otherwise,
you just gotta give them
the middle finger.
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
I pledge allegiance to the underworld
One nation under dark
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt,Singled out
The only way I know
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of
a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
We're Green Day
from Oakland, California.
But I just want to say
that England is now
the official home of Green Day
from now on.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you!
And remember one thing.
Regardless of who
the powers that be are,
the people that you elect,
the people that I elect into office,
remember, you have
the fucking power.
We're the fucking leaders.
Don't let these bastards
dictate your life
by trying to tell you
what to do, alright?
Come on,
I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
Well, I said hey-oh!
Hey-oh!
Well, I say hey-oh!
Come on!
Hey-oh!
I say hey...
...oh!
Come on!
Hey...
...oh!
You guys fucking rule,
man, thank you.
I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.
Alright!
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mike Dirnt!
Jason White!
Jason Freese!
Ronnie Blake!
And Mr Tr Cool!
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of
a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
England!
Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day!
You need a break when,
you know, you're...
it's just when
you're done, you know?
How do you know when
you're done having sex?
It's like you're finished,
you know?
It's time.
The cycle is over.
And that's usually like
a combination of
where you start getting tired
of being on the road
and you want to embrace
your home at the same time.
There's a feeling
of the chaos
and being out of control
that you have to embrace.
Can I give a kiss?
Please don't film me right now.
When you feel like your legs are
gonna fall out from underneath you,
you know that it's all
going to the right place.
There's a greater good
that's happening,
and you're getting
a chance to play your music
in front of people,
and thousands of people
are reacting at the same time.
That's, you know,
a great feeling.
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...
We really had no idea
what our career was going to be like
or if we were going to
have a career when we first started.
All we knew is that
we wrote some songs
that we really enjoyed
and we loved.
And we knew somewhere
that we would enjoy playing these songs
when we're older,
that they would make sense.
It was about having
the biggest Green Day concert ever.
And that's really what it was.
To me, that's a perfect show.
This is the best tour
that we've ever been on by far.
I loved being on the road every
single time we've been on the road.
But this has been one of those
special moments where...
the things that you're doing
onstage are transcending
into another arena altogether.
You don't really- you have no control
over something like that.
It's complete chaos.
All you can really do-
you can't really-
what's the expression?
You can't control the wind,
but you can set your sails.
And you just kinda keep
going that direction, you know,
and wherever it takes you
and see where you end up.
Another turning point,
a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist,
directs you where to go
So make the best of this test,
and don't ask why
It's not a question,
but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs,
and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and
dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.