Warning Album

Artist(s): Green Day

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Tracklist

Warning

length: 3:43
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong

This is a public service announcement
This is only a test
Emergency evacuation protest
May impair your ability to operate machinery
Can't quite tell just what it means to me
Keep out of reach of children
Don't you talk to strangers
Get your philosophy from a bumper sticker

Warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
Without, Alright

Better homes and safety-sealed communities
Did you remember to pay the utilities?
Caution: police line: you better not cross
Is the cop or am I the one that's
Really dangerous?
Sanitation, Expiration date, Question everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

Warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
Without Alright!

Better homes and safety-sealed communities
Did you remember to pay the utilities?

Caution: police line: you better not cross
Is the cop or am I the one that's
Really dangerous?
Sanitation, Expiration date, Question everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

Warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning
I say a warning, live without warning

This is a public service announcement
This is only a test

Blood, Sex and Booze

length: 3:34
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
Waiting in a room
All dressed up and bound and gagged
To a chair
It's so unfair
I won't dare move, for the pain
She puts me through is what I need
So make it bleed

I'm in distress, oh mistress
I confess so do it one more time
These handcuffs are too tight
You know I will obey, so please
Don't make me beg
For blood, sex and booze you give me

Some say I'm disturbed
But it's what I deserve, another lesson
To be learned...from a girl called kill
My head is in the gutter
Thank you sir, strike up another mandolin
Of discipline
Throw me to the dogs
Let them eat my flesh down
To the wood
It feels so good

Church on Sunday

length: 3:19
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
additional performer guest performer: Benmont Tench
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
Today is the first day of the rest of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything's all right
I'm not getting any younger as long as you don't get any older
I'm not going to state that yesterday never was

Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of mistakes

If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise

I hereby solemnly swear to tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth is what I'll ever hear from you
"Trust" is a dirty word that comes only from such a liar
But "respect" is something I will earn...
If you have faith

Fashion Victim

length: 2:49
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
He's a fashion victim of his own time
In his "vintage suit" and tie
He's a casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
The new seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And follow the dress codes
What's in a name?...Hey!

She's a scented magazine
Looking sharp and living clean
Living well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me

So when you're dancing through your wardrobe
Do the anorex-a go-go
Cloaked with style
For pedophiles as the credit card explodes

You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone

You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone

What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name?

Castaway

length: 3:53
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
I'm on a sentimental journey
Into sight and sound
Of no return and no looking back or down
A conscientious objector to the
War that's in my mind
Leaving in the lurch and I'm
Taking back what's mine

I'm on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto desolation road
(where I'm a...)

Castaway-going at it alone
Castaway-now I'm on my own
Castaway-going at it alone
Castaway-now I'm on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound,
Castaway

I'm riding on the night train and
Driving stolen cars
Testing my nerves out on the blvd.
Spontaneous combustion in the
Corners of my mind
Leaving in the lurch
And I'm taking back what's mine

I'm on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto desolation road
(where I'm a...)

Castaway-going at it alone
Castaway-now I'm on my own
Castaway-going at it alone
Castaway-now I'm on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound,
Castaway

Misery

length: 5:06
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
organ: Mike Dirnt
mastering: Ted Jensen
lyricist: Green Day
composer: Green Day
Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F.L.A.
She had a compound fracture in the "trunk"
It started when she ran away
Thumbs out on the interstate
She hitched a ride to misery

"Mr. Whirly" had a catastrophic incident
He fell into a city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps upon the haight
Panhandling misery

He's gonna get high high high
When he's low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i dont know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
of misery

Vinnie was a hustler out of amsterdam
he ran the drug cartel in "tinseltown"
they found him in a cadillac
bludgeoned with a baseball bat in the name
of misery

gina hit the road to new york city
mysteriously the night vinnie croaked
she stoped in vegas to elope
with virgina and the dope
and kissed the bride eternally

He's gonna get high high high
When he's low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i dont know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
of misery

hell hounds on your trail now once again...boy
its groping on your leg until it sleeps
the emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
because its not what you make...its what you leave

He's gonna get high high high
When he's low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said i dont know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
of misery

Deadbeat Holiday

length: 3:36
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
Wake up, The house is on fire
And the cat's caught in the dryer
Philosophy's a liar when your home is your headstone
"Icon" is the last chance for hope
When there's no such thing as heroes
Your faith lies in the ditch that you dug yourself in

Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When the lights are going down

Deadbeat holiday celebrate your own decay
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
On a noose over your home

Deadbeat holiday get on your knees and pray
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
But at least you're not alone

Christmas lights in the middle of August
Grudges come back to haunt us
Your oldest allies are your long lost enemies
Grounded in a duplex to find that you're living on a landmine
Vacation hot spots is a cemetery drive

Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When the lights are going down

Deadbeat holiday celebrate your own decay
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
On a noose over your home

Deadbeat holiday get on your knees and pray
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
But at least you're not alone

Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay when all you want to do is not give up

Deadbeat holiday celebrate your own decay
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
On a noose over your home

Deadbeat holiday get on your knees and pray
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
But at least you're not alone

Deadbeat holiday celebrate your own decay
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
On a noose over your home

Deadbeat holiday get on your knees and pray
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
But at least you're not alone

Hold On

length: 2:57
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
As I stepped to the edge
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
Like the pulse of a drum
That hammers on and on
Until I reach the break of day
As the sun beats down on
The halfway house
Has my conscience beating
The sound in my ear
The will to persevere
As I reach the break of day

[Chorus]
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothings left to cling onto
You got to hold on to yourself

A cry of hope
A plea for peace
And my conscience beating
It's not what I want for
Its all that I need
To reach the break of day
So I run to the edge
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience bleeding
Here lies the truth
The lost treasures of my youth
As I hold on to the break of day

[Chorus: x2]

Jackass

length: 2:44
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
guest saxophone: Gary Meek
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
To know you is to hate you
So loving you must be like suicide
I don't mind if you don't mind
I'm not the one that's going to die
I guess I just can't listen
To this one sided conversation again
'Cause I don't care if you don't care
No one ever said that life is fair

Everybody loves a joke
But no one likes a fool
And you're always cracking the same old lines again
You're well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity

The center of attention
Got an honorable mention once again
Congratulations and salutations
You're a figment of your own imagination

Everybody loves a joke
But no one likes a fool
And you're always cracking the same old lines again
You're well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity

To know you is to bait you
And you fell victim to your own denial
I don't mind if you don't mind
If you're wasting all your time

Waiting

length: 3:14
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
I've been waiting a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined
For anything, at all
Downtown lights will be shining
On me like a new diamond
Ring out under the midnight hour
No one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late ready or not at all

I'm so much closer than
I have ever known,
Wake up

Dawning of a new era
Calling, don't let it catch you falling
Ready or not at all
So close enough to taste it
Almost, I can embrace this
Feeling, on the tip of my tongue

I'm so much closer than
I have ever known,
Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars

I've been waiting a lifetime
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all

Dumbstruck
Color me stupid
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Where I'm going if I get there,
At all

Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars

Minority

length: 2:50
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
executive producer: Rob Cavallo
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
[Chorus]
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 dog
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

[Chorus]

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
**** 'em all
"You're on your own side"

[Chorus]

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
**** 'em all
"You're on your own side"

[Chorus]

Macy’s Day Parade

length: 3:35
producer: Green Day
mixer: Jack Joseph-Puig
engineer: Ken Allardyce
mastering: Ted Jensen
composer: Green Day
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
Today's the Macy's Day parade
The night of the living dead is on its way
With a credit report for duty call
It's a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin ten percent more free
Red-light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope

When I was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
Oh, I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between
Thieves and crooks
Lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
A brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cause now I know
It's all that I wanted

What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
A brand new hope
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinking about
The only road
The one I've never known
And where it goes

Because I'm thinking about
A brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cause now I know
It's all that I wanted

Brat (live)

length: 1:43
lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
They're getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell
Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And got my inheritance
Now I want more
Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last
Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out
My parent's income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I'm a snot nosed slob
Without a job
And I know I damn well should
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
But my future's looking good

86 (live)

lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
composer: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool
What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You'll never find it now
It's buried deep with your identity

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ***

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try

Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket
And quickly take the last train out of town

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ***

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try