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Green day American idiot [ connu, si vous connaissez pas vous etes incultes ;) ]



Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck 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.

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.

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.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
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.

Green day Basket case



Do you have the time

to listen to me whine

About NOTHING and EVERYTHING

all at once

I am one of those

Melodramatic fools

Neurotic to the bone

No doubt about it


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Or am I just STONED


I went to a shrink

To analyze my dreams

SHE says it's lack of sex

that's bringing me down

I went to a whore

HE said my life's a bore

So quit my whining cause

it's bringing HER down


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Uh,yuh,yuh,ya


Grasping to CONTROL

So I BETTER hold on


Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm CRACKING UP

Am I just PARANOID?

Or am I just STONED

Greenday Boulevard of broken dreams [ Commen un air de déjà entendu non ? ]

Avril Lavigne Sk8ter boy


He was a boy, she was a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet
What more can I say?

He wanted her, she'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends stuck up there nose
They had a problem with his buggy clothes

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth

Five years from now she sit at home
Feeding the baby she's all alone
She turns on TV guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin up MTV.

She calls up her friends they already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along and stands in the crowd
looks up at the man that she turned down.

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamin on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth? {x2}

Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see
See that man that boy could be
There is more than meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside

He's just a boy and i'm just a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
We are in love haven't you heard
How we rock each others world

I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be back stage after the show
I'll be at a studio
Singing the song we wrote
About a girl you used to know {x2}