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Ime:tin
Nadimak:birša
Prezime:biršić
Grad:Ivanić Grad
Godina:9
Škola:oš stjepana basariceka
Razred:3b
Nemam curu
I love CAR s
slušam:(sve osim narodnjaka)
acdc
green day
simple plan
red hot chili peppers
led zepelin
linkin park
eminem
dobra pjesma:
crazy
Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on TV
They wont stop 'til they've reached their dreams
Diet pills, surgery
Photoshop pictures in magazines
Telling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong
I guess things are not how they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's world war III
No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
Money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong
is everybody going crazy?
is everybody going crazy?
Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Rich *guys* driving big SUV's
While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares
No one likes to share
I guess life's unfair
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something
something is wrong
Is everybody going Crazy?
Can anybody tell me what's going on
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong
st.jimmi
Green Day - St. Jimmy Lyrics
St. Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silluoette
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 theives
And I'm here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allan 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
You talkin' to me?
I'll give you something to cry about.
ST. JIMMY!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I am the one that's from the way outside
A teenage assassin executing some fun
And 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 of the lost and found
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my name...and don't wear it out!
"American Idiot"
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.
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.
[Part 1: 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
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a Land of Make Believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living in 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, doing someone else's cocaine
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a Land of Make Believe
That don't believe in me
[Part 2: City Of The Damned]
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
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures in 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
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
[Part 3: I Don't Care]
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care [x4]
Everyone's 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
And it don't believe in me
Land of Make Believe
And it don't believe
And I don't care! (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care (woo woo woo)
I don't care!
[Part 4: Dearly Beloved]
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
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
[Part 5: Tales of Another Broken home]
To live and not to breathe is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what to believe
And what 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
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ne kopiraj(ili slično)
nakon ssvake posjete komentiraj
ne komentirajte"ej dobar ti je blog"
glasuj na ankete
ne piši komentare"idijote"
neč u vam baš namjerno komentirati ako prekršite jedno od pravila
danas sam promjenio dizajn zbog komentara.
pitate zašto?
zato što se u ovom prošlom dizajnu nije niti jedan post vidio čitati.
a kako bi mi komentirali kad nemožeju pročitat post.
i tako sam ga promjenio iz simple plana u green day.
bio je i simple plan dobar ali bolji je green day.
najbolja je grupa na svjetu geen day.
i simple plan je dobar ali ne kao geen day.
o led zeppelin baš puno neznam o njihovoj povjesti,al dosta su mi dobre pjesme.
nemogu reč da nije ni linkin park dobar,ali ja neznam puno njihovih pjesma.
od green day-a mi je najbolja pjesma st.Jimmy,jesus of suburbia i american idiot.
od simple plan-a crazy i welcome to my life.
