Dookie Album
Artist(s): Green Day
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Burnout
length: 2:08
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I declare I don't care no more
I'm burning up and out and
Growing bored
In my smoked out boring room
My hair is shagging in my eyes
Dragging my feet to hit the
Street tonight
To drive along these ****
Town lights
I'm not growing up,
I'm just burning out
And I stepped in line
To walk amongst the
Dead
Apathy has rained on me
Now I'm feeling like a
Soggy dream
So close to drowning but
I don't mind
I'll live inside this mental cave
Throw emotions in the grave
Hell, who needs them
Anyway
So close to drowning but
I don't mind
I've lived in this mental cave
Throw my emotions in the grave
Hell, who needs them
Anyway
I'm burning up and out and
Growing bored
In my smoked out boring room
My hair is shagging in my eyes
Dragging my feet to hit the
Street tonight
To drive along these ****
Town lights
I'm not growing up,
I'm just burning out
And I stepped in line
To walk amongst the
Dead
Apathy has rained on me
Now I'm feeling like a
Soggy dream
So close to drowning but
I don't mind
I'll live inside this mental cave
Throw emotions in the grave
Hell, who needs them
Anyway
So close to drowning but
I don't mind
I've lived in this mental cave
Throw my emotions in the grave
Hell, who needs them
Anyway
Having a Blast
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Jerry Finn, Green Day and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I'm taking all you down with me
Explosives duct taped to my spine
Nothing's gonna change my mind
I won't listen to anyone's last words
There's nothing left for you to say
Soon you'll be dead anyway
Well, no one is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the time you spent and what they've ment
To me it's nothing
I'm losing all my happiness
The happiness you pinned on me
Loneliness still comforts me
My anger dwells inside of me
I'm taking it all out on you
And all the **** you put me through
Do you ever think back to another time
Did it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind?
Do you ever want to lead a long ways of destruction
And mow down any bullshit that comforts you
Do you ever build up all the small things in your head
To make one problem that adds up to nothing
Explosives duct taped to my spine
Nothing's gonna change my mind
I won't listen to anyone's last words
There's nothing left for you to say
Soon you'll be dead anyway
Well, no one is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the time you spent and what they've ment
To me it's nothing
I'm losing all my happiness
The happiness you pinned on me
Loneliness still comforts me
My anger dwells inside of me
I'm taking it all out on you
And all the **** you put me through
Do you ever think back to another time
Did it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind?
Do you ever want to lead a long ways of destruction
And mow down any bullshit that comforts you
Do you ever build up all the small things in your head
To make one problem that adds up to nothing
Chump
producer: Rob Cavallo and Green Day
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I don't know you
But I think I hate you
You're the reason for my misery
Strange how you've become my biggest enemy
And I've never even seen your face
Maybe it's just jealosy
Mixing up with a violent mind
A circumstance that doesen't make much sense
Or maybe I'm just dumb
You're the cloud hanging out over my head
Hail comes crashing down welting my face
Magic man, egocentric plastic man
Yet you still got on over on me
But I think I hate you
You're the reason for my misery
Strange how you've become my biggest enemy
And I've never even seen your face
Maybe it's just jealosy
Mixing up with a violent mind
A circumstance that doesen't make much sense
Or maybe I'm just dumb
You're the cloud hanging out over my head
Hail comes crashing down welting my face
Magic man, egocentric plastic man
Yet you still got on over on me
Longview
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I sit around and watch the tube but, nothing's on
I change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I'm sick of all the same old ****
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm ****ing 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 ****
Peel me off this Velcro seat and get me moving
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
I'm feeling like a dog in heat
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 ****
I got no motivation
Where is my motivation
No time for motivation
Smoking my inspiration
I 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
When masturbation's lost its fun
You're ****ing lonely
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
Slipping away to paradise
Some say, "Quit or I'll go blind"
But it's just a myth
I change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I'm sick of all the same old ****
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm ****ing 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 ****
Peel me off this Velcro seat and get me moving
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
I'm feeling like a dog in heat
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 ****
I got no motivation
Where is my motivation
No time for motivation
Smoking my inspiration
I 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
When masturbation's lost its fun
You're ****ing lonely
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
Slipping away to paradise
Some say, "Quit or I'll go blind"
But it's just a myth
Welcome to Paradise
producer: Rob Cavallo and Green Day
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Jerry Finn and Green Day
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since I 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 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 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 slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
A wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Paradise
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since I 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 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 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 slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
A wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Paradise
Pulling Teeth
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I'm all busted up
Broken bones and nasty cuts
Accidents will happen
But this time I can't get up
She comes to check on me
Making sure I'm on my knees
After all she's the one
Who put me in this state
Is she ultra violent?
Is she disturbed?
I better tell her that I love her
Before she does it all over again
Oh God, she's killing me!!!
For now I lie around
Hell that's all I can really do
She takes good care of me
Just keep saying my love is true
Is she ultra violent?
Is she disturbed?
I better tell her that I love her
Before she does it all over again
Oh God, she's killing me!!!
Looking out my window for someone that's passing by
No one knows I'm locked in here
All I do is cry
For now I lie around
Hell that's all I can really do
She takes good care of me
Just keep saying my love is true
Broken bones and nasty cuts
Accidents will happen
But this time I can't get up
She comes to check on me
Making sure I'm on my knees
After all she's the one
Who put me in this state
Is she ultra violent?
Is she disturbed?
I better tell her that I love her
Before she does it all over again
Oh God, she's killing me!!!
For now I lie around
Hell that's all I can really do
She takes good care of me
Just keep saying my love is true
Is she ultra violent?
Is she disturbed?
I better tell her that I love her
Before she does it all over again
Oh God, she's killing me!!!
Looking out my window for someone that's passing by
No one knows I'm locked in here
All I do is cry
For now I lie around
Hell that's all I can really do
She takes good care of me
Just keep saying my love is true
Basket Case
producer: Rob Cavallo and Green Day
mixer: Green Day, Rob Cavallo and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
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
She 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?
A ya-ya-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?
Thanks to for the correction
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
She 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?
A ya-ya-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?
Thanks to for the correction
She
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Jerry Finn, Green Day and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
We're living in repetition
Content in the same old shtick again
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over,
Roller coaster
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I'm speechless and redundant
Cause I love you's not enough
I'm lost for words
Choreographed and lack of passion
Prototypes of what we were
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous
Taken for granted now
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I'm speechless and redundant,
Cause I love you's not enough
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak
Content in the same old shtick again
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over,
Roller coaster
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I'm speechless and redundant
Cause I love you's not enough
I'm lost for words
Choreographed and lack of passion
Prototypes of what we were
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous
Taken for granted now
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I'm speechless and redundant,
Cause I love you's not enough
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak
Sassafras Roots
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
Roaming 'round your house
Wasting your time
No obligation, just
Wasting your time
So why are you alone?
Wasting your time
When you could be with me
Wasting your time
I'm a waste like you
With nothing else to do
May I waste your time, too?
Warding off regrets
Wasting your time
Smoking cigarettes
Wasting your time
I'm just a parasite
Wasting your time
Applying myself to
Wasting your time
Wasting your time
No obligation, just
Wasting your time
So why are you alone?
Wasting your time
When you could be with me
Wasting your time
I'm a waste like you
With nothing else to do
May I waste your time, too?
Warding off regrets
Wasting your time
Smoking cigarettes
Wasting your time
I'm just a parasite
Wasting your time
Applying myself to
Wasting your time
When I Come Around
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I heard you crying loud, all the way across town
Cause you been searching for that someone
And it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Well, don't get lonely now, and dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get
So uptight you been thinking about ditching me
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
Well, I heard it all before, so don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser
To try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what you like, make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing
Was ever there
You can't go forcing something if it's just not right
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around
Cause you been searching for that someone
And it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Well, don't get lonely now, and dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get
So uptight you been thinking about ditching me
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
Well, I heard it all before, so don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser
To try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what you like, make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing
Was ever there
You can't go forcing something if it's just not right
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
No time to search the world around
'Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around
Coming Clean
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
Seventeen and strung out on confusion
Trapped inside a roll of disillusion
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
Secrets collecting dust but never forget
Skeletons come to life in my closet
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
What's happening to me
Seventeen and coming clean for the first time
I finally figured out myself for the first time
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
What's happened to me
Trapped inside a roll of disillusion
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
Secrets collecting dust but never forget
Skeletons come to life in my closet
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
What's happening to me
Seventeen and coming clean for the first time
I finally figured out myself for the first time
I found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad will never understand
What's happened to me
Emenius Sleepus
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day and Jerry Finn
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Mike Dirnt
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
I saw my friend the other day and I don't know
Exactly just what he became
It goes to show
It wasn't that long age
I was just like you
And now I think I'm sick and
I wanna go home
How have I been, how have you been
It's been so long
What have you done with all your time
And what went wrong
I knew you back when
And you ... you knew me
And now I think you're sick
I wanna go home
Anybody ever say no?`
Ever tell you that you weren't right?
Where did all the little kid go?
Did you lose it in a hateful fight?
And you know it's true
Exactly just what he became
It goes to show
It wasn't that long age
I was just like you
And now I think I'm sick and
I wanna go home
How have I been, how have you been
It's been so long
What have you done with all your time
And what went wrong
I knew you back when
And you ... you knew me
And now I think you're sick
I wanna go home
Anybody ever say no?`
Ever tell you that you weren't right?
Where did all the little kid go?
Did you lose it in a hateful fight?
And you know it's true
In the End
producer: Rob Cavallo and Green Day
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt
All brawn and no brains
And all those nice things
And you finally got what you want
Someone to look good with
And light your cigarette
Is this what you really want?
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see so
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
How long will he last
Before he's a creep in the past
And you're alone once again?
Will you pop up again
And be my special friend
'Till the end?
And when will that be?
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see so
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
And all those nice things
And you finally got what you want
Someone to look good with
And light your cigarette
Is this what you really want?
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see so
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
How long will he last
Before he's a creep in the past
And you're alone once again?
Will you pop up again
And be my special friend
'Till the end?
And when will that be?
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see so
I hope I won't be there in the end
if you come around
F.O.D. / All by Myself
producer: Green Day and Rob Cavallo
mixer: Green Day, Jerry Finn and Rob Cavallo
engineer: Neil King
additional engineer: Casey McCrankin'
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong, Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Tré Cool
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt, Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool, Tré Cool
Something's on my mind
It's been for quite some time
This time I'm on to you
So where's the other face
The face I heard before
Your head trip's boring me
Let's nuke the bridge we torched 2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my gut now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
Stuck down in a rut
Of dislogic and smut
A side of you well hid
When it's all said and done
It's real and it's been fun
But was it all real fun?
Let's nuke the bridge we torched 2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my guts now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
To say
Your just
A ****
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck
I'm taking pride
In telling you to **** off and die
I've had this burning in my guts now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
I'm taking pleasure in announcing this to you
So listen up 'cause you might miss
Your just
A ****
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck
I'm taking pride
In telling you to **** off and die
Good night
I was alone
I was all by myself
No one was looking
I was thinking of you
Oh yeah did I mention
I was all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
All by myself
I went to your house
But no one was there
I went in your room
I was all by myself
I remember we had
Such wonderful times
When I'm all by myself
All by myself
It's been for quite some time
This time I'm on to you
So where's the other face
The face I heard before
Your head trip's boring me
Let's nuke the bridge we torched 2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my gut now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
Stuck down in a rut
Of dislogic and smut
A side of you well hid
When it's all said and done
It's real and it's been fun
But was it all real fun?
Let's nuke the bridge we torched 2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my guts now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
To say
Your just
A ****
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck
I'm taking pride
In telling you to **** off and die
I've had this burning in my guts now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
I'm taking pleasure in announcing this to you
So listen up 'cause you might miss
Your just
A ****
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck
I'm taking pride
In telling you to **** off and die
Good night
I was alone
I was all by myself
No one was looking
I was thinking of you
Oh yeah did I mention
I was all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
All by myself
I went to your house
But no one was there
I went in your room
I was all by myself
I remember we had
Such wonderful times
When I'm all by myself
All by myself