time of your life

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

give me novacaine

take away the sensation inside
bitter sweet migraine in my head
its like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind
i can't take this feeling anymore

drain the pressure from the swelling
this sensations overwhelming
give me a kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
tell me that i won't feel a thing
so give me novacaine

out of body and out of mind
kiss the demons out of my dreams
i get the funny feeling, that’s alright
jimmy says it's better than air
i’ll tell you what

drain the pressure from the swelling
this sensations overwhelming
give me a kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
tell me that i won't feel a thing
so give me novacaine

she's a rebel

she's a rebel
she's a saint
she's the salt of the earth
and she's dangerous
she's a rebel
vigilante
missing link on the brink
of destruction

from Chicago
to toronto
she's the one that they
call old whatsername
she's the symbol
of resistance
and she's holding on my
heart like a hand grenade

is she dreaming
what i'm thinking?
is she the mother of all bombs?
gonna detonate
is she trouble
like i'm trouble?
make it a double
twist of fate
or a melody that

she sings the revolution
the dawning of our lives
she brings this liberation
that i just can't define
well nothing comes to mind

she's a rebel
she's a saint
she's the salt of the earth
and she's dangerous
she's a rebel
vigilante
missing link on the brink
of destruction

she's a rebel
and she's dangerous

holiday

say, hey!
hear the sound of the falling rain
coming down like an Armageddon flame
the shame
the ones who died without a name

hear the dogs howling out of key
to a hymn called "faith and misery"
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
to find
the money's on the other side

can i get another amen?
there's a flag wrapped around a score of men
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

the representative from California 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
on holiday

boulavard of broken dreams

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
when the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk alone

i walk alone

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
till then i walk alone

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 every things all right
check my vital signs to know i'm still alive
and i walk alone

i walk alone

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
till then i walk alone

ah-ah
i walk a...

i walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams
when the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk a...

my shadows 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
till then i walk alone

whatsername

thought i ran into you down on the street
then it turned out to only be a dream
i made a point to burn all of the photographs
she went away and then i took a different path
i remember the face
but i can't recall the name
now i wonder how whatsername has been

seems that she disappeared without a trace
did she ever marry old what's his face
i made a point to burn all of the photographs
she went away and then i took a different path
i remember the face
but i can't recall the name
now i wonder how whatsername has been

remember, whatever
it seems like forever ago
remember, whatever
it seems like forever ago
the regrets are useless
in my mind
she's in my head
i must confess
the regrets are useless
in my mind
she's in my head
from so long ago

and in the darkest night
if my memory serves me right
i'll never turn back time

forgetting you, but not the time

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 rest
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

jesus of suburbia

[part i - jesus of suburbia]
i'm the son of rage and love
the Jesus of suburbia
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 make believe
that don't believe in me

get my television fix
sitting on my crucifix
the living room on 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

and 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 ii: city of the damned]
at the center of the Earth
in the parking lot
of the 7-11 were 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 of the 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 caaaare...
hey!

[part iii: i don't care]
i don't care if you don't
i don't care if you don't care
I don't careeeeeeeee...

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 the war and peace
from hearts to the Middle East
we are the scholars 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!

[part iv: 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
(ooooo...)
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 v: 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 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 hoooome...

you're leaving...
ah you're leaving home...