All language subtitles for Green DayT¯-Bullet In A Bible(by-SHIVAM‗─Ô)TÚ

Music to me,
it's the air that I breathe.

It's the blood
that pumps through my veins

that keeps me alive. So without it,
I don't know what I would do.

I'd probably have a job
or something like that, but...

People ask me, "What would you do
if you didn't have Green Day?"

And I said, "I'd be in Green Day.
I don't really know anything else."

When people say,
"What do you think of people

that only talk to you or like you
because you're in Green Day?"

And I say,
"Well, I am Green Day."

That is me.
That is my life.

Let's go, hey-ho,
let's go!

Hey-ho, let's go!

Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!

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

Alright,

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

ENGLAND!!!!

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

Alright,

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

Alright, England!

I say hey-oh!

- Hey-oh!
- I say hey-oh!

- Come on!
- Hey-oh!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Alright!

Are you guys ready
to sing along?

Well, I want you
to sing so loud

that every fucking redneck
in America

hears you tonight!
Alright?

Don't want to be an American idiot

One nation controlled by the media

Information age of hysteria,GO

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

Welcome to the Green Day
World Tour 2005!

I think to do something that you feel
in your heart that's great,

you need to make a lot
of mistakes to get there.

Anything that's-
I think is successful

is a series of mistakes.

With "American Idiot,"
I mean, it started off

with having
band practises in-

we came back and we started getting
back into band practise

down in Billie's basement
and stuff.

Literally after two
or three weeks,

we we're just like, "This sucks.
We know how to have band practise.

This is not how we want
to approach making a record."

I mean, even to the point
where Billie called me at one point

and was like, "Do you even
wanna do this anymore?"

"American Idiot"
was sort of a whole new

let's-take-on-the-planet
sort of vibe.

You should do it at least once
in your lifetime.

I think we were kinda scared
when we were doing demos,

but I think there was some point
that you know, fuck it,

if people fucking
hang us, fuck it.

Day one of the record,
the first thing we did,

everything was about setting the goals
of this record, you know?

"American Idiot,"
after recording it,

we knew we had accomplished
something that was completely...

above anything else
we'd ever done.

As soon as we wrote
"American Idiot,"

we kinda looked at each
other like "This is better."

We set that bar, and then we sorta
looked at ourselves like,

"Okay, now we have
a mountain to climb."

I write a lot of songs
when I'm going on walks.

And I was kinda thinking like,
"Who is the American idiot?

What is this person?
Who is that guy?

What kind of character
is gonna come out of that? Who is it?"

And I just remember going
on this walk,

and then thinking, "I'm the son
of ragin' love, Jesus of suburbia."

Those two lines right there
for me were, "Oh my God. Here we go."

It was opening up something

that not only
was completely a new thing,

but there was something about it
that dug up some past,

like...

demons that-
that you-

it seemed like
you closed off a long time ago,

but you never
reconciled with,

and then those two lines
came out, and it was-

they excited me and scared the
living piss out of me at the same time.

Every single line that you write,
you hang on every single word,

and you hang on
every single moment.

And for "Jesus of Suburbia,"
when people are singing it back to you,

they're not just reflecting
what you've-

the things about the song
that you're wrapped up in,

but it's also whether their lives
are wrapped up in it too.

It's too much
of an emotional moment.

It's one of the most emotional moments
in a song that I've ever written.

That's the only way
you can look at a song like that.

You can't sit here and look at it
and say, "This is a catchy number.

Oh God, I'd love to dance
to this song."

For a song like
"Jesus of Suburbia,"

there's too much emotion at stake
to just simply say it like that.

You don't even have to say
you love that song.

I don't even think that's
the way to describe it. It's not about-

It's about all
the emotional baggage

that you come with
and that you are-

just you finally have
an outlet for.

That's what "Jesus
of Suburbia" is to me.

And when it's reflected
back at you

by 65,000 people,
it's, um...

I don't know. It's a feeling
you can't even describe.

This song is dedicated
to everybody

who took the train
to get here tonight, alright?

This song's called
"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

This is how I'm supposed to be

In a land of EVERYBODY

That don't believe in me

Get my television fix

sitting on my crucifix

The living room or 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

And doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be

In a land of EVERYBODY

That don't believe in me

Ladies and gentlemen,
Tr� Cool.

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

Get those fists
in the air!

City of the dead

At the end of another lost highway

Signs misleading to nowhere

Alright!

City of the damned

Lost children with dirty faces today

No one really seems to care

Get those hands up!

I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall

Like the holy scriptures of 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

Get those fists
in the air!

City of the dead

At the end of another lost highway

Signs misleading to nowhere

One more time!

City of the damned

Lost children with dirty faces today

No one really seems to care

--"{(I don't care if you don't-x2)
I dont care if you dont CAre..}"--x4

I don't care

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 war and peace

From Anaheim to the middle east

We are the stories and disciples

Of the Jesus of suburbia

Land of make believe

That don't believe in me

Land of make believe

And I don't believe

And I don't care!

I don't care! [x4]

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

Brothers and sisters,
get those hands up in the air!

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

England!

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mike Dirnt!

To live and not to breathe

Is to die In tragedy

To run, to run away

To find what you 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

HOME (You're leavingx4)

It's like a big gallery

of someone else's
nightmare, you know?

You want your bible
with a bullet in it.

That'll be me.

- You have a bible with a bullet in it?
- Oh, yeah.

Bible with a bullet in it.
Bible with shrapnel in it.

- Man, let's go.
- Okay.

This next song is
a big fuck you to all the politicians!

This song's called
"Holiday."

This song is not
anti-American.

It's anti...

war!

Hear the sound of the falling rain

Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)

The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key

To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)

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 (Hey!)

To find, the money's on the other side

Brothers and sisters...

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)

There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)

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

(Hey!)

Lights out!

The representative
of the United Kingdom

now 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

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

England!

You know, it's-

the way it feels on tour

is like there's
always certain smells

and there's always the certain
things you see every day,

whether it's body odour

to the smell
of the trucks outside

to seeing the crew
and the guys every day.

It's a travelling circus
in a lot of ways,

and you see the same
characters every single day.

Wait!

They don't love you
like I love you.

Wait! They don't
love you like l-

We got to countdown
about 30 minutes before we go on.

Usually have a little
practise amp and one guitar

and one of us will
pick it up

and we'll kind
of sing through-

we all sing some vocals,
and get our vocals in line,

and there's usually a lot
of goofing around in that.

There's that struggle
to stay healthy.

There's a struggle to party,
to not party.

Oh, yeah!

Right here.
Sorry, Mike.

Everything that you do
during the day

leads up to what your evening
is going to be like

or not be like,

because it could be
completely unpredictable.

You could be having
the worst day ever.

Your girlfriend broke up
with you,

your dog got hit
by a car,

your life is in
complete turmoil.

And then that night
you have this great show.

There's that feeling
of "Fuck everybody.

Who cares?
I don't give a shit. Fuck the dog.

Dog's dead, but all
these people are freaking out."

And then you walk offstage,

and then all of a sudden
you're worried

about what's going on at home,
and you're back to your life

and trying to communicate
with people at home.

Sometimes people
use touring

as a cure-all
for their problems.

It's a great place to run away
from all of your problems.

- I love you.
- Which bus is Billie's?

It's a different reality
altogether,

but as soon as that
reality's over with,

or that fantasy life is over with,
all of a sudden,

you're at home again.
There it is.

Home is right there,
and you're forced to deal with things.

And then you have
a terrible show

and everything sucks.
That day sucks.

You throw your guitar
at somebody

or your bass
at somebody

or your drumstick
at somebody

with bad intent.

Then there's those times
where that is your family.

That is who you are.

That is your home.

That's my jam, yo.

We've been a band now-

we've been a band now
for the last 16 years.

And not only is this
the best fucking tour

we've ever had...

but in the past two days

we've played to over
130,000 people.

Thank you.

That's the biggest
we've ever had.

But remember one thing:

The second day is always
better than the first.

This song's called
"St. Jimmy."

Starry nights city lights coming down over me

Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown

This dirty town was burning down in my dreams

Lost and found city bound in my dreams

Come on!

And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting

And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting

Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation

Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind

Come on!

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown

The rage and love, the story of my life

The Jesus of suburbia is a lie

Come on!

And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting

And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting

And screaming
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown

Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway

Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade

Light of a silhouette,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 thieves
And I'm here to represent

The needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the denial

With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

England!

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope

I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen 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

ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?

ST. JIMMY!

Let's go!

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun

I'm the one that's from the way outside

I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In 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 at the lost and found.
EVERYBODY

It's comedy and tragedy

It's St. Jimmy

And that's my nameeeeeee...

And don't you fucking
wear it out!

Yeah, I mean, we were just approached
to play Milton Keynes.

They told us how many people
it was gonna be in front of.

At that point,
we had played arenas before,

you know, we were nervous
about filling a place like that.

We didn't know what people
were gonna think of us.

With Milton Keynes,
all this touring had been leading up

to the eventual playing
of stadiums for us.

These were like our first
two huge stadium shows.

We're looking at 65,000
people two days in a row

and sold out way in advance,
so we know they're gonna be exciting.

Is playing 60,000 people,
does it feel different than 15,000?

I think a lot of bands
have a problem with

is playing in front
of that many people

and trying to create intimacy,

and when you play
in front of that many people,

you don't try
to create intimacy.

You try to create an event. You try
to create a spectacle or a splash.

It's about just having
something that's massive.

This is the biggest gig pretty much
in the history of punk rock.

We're aware of it,
and we don't take it lightly whatsoever.

We're gonna play
for 65,000 of our fans.

And then do it again
the next day.

130,000 people
in two days.

- Is England important to you?
- I think when a band makes it-

when an English band
makes it in the United States,

they feel like
they've really made it,

and when an American band
makes it in England,

they feel like
they've really fucking made it.

To have such a historical
monumental point

in Green Day's career,

being in England,
it was an honour, really.

I get nervous
before every show.

I've always said it.
People always go, "Oh, no, you don't."

One of the worst things
I hate hearing-

I actually just told
my girlfriend to say that.

I'm like, "Don't say that 'cause I'm
really nervous," and they always go,

"You always do great."
I'm like...

We're ready to go on now.

Thank you.
I'll be here all night.

You go into a song
like "Longview,"

and you look into the crowd
and as many people know it,

there's a lot of new faces
that are kind of like, "What's this?"

And that was the point
where I knew that we had-

we had gotten out of that
shadow of "Dookie" entirely.

We're a whole 'nother
place, you know,

and I think at this point, Green Day is
synonymous with good music.

Alright!

Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on

Change the channels for an hour or two

Come on!

Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit

Go!

I'm sick of all the same old shit

In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm fucking 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 shit

Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving

I sure as hell can't do it by myself

Alright!

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 shit

I GOT NO MOTIVATION

WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION

NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION

SMOKING MY INSPIRATION

England!

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

Go!

When masturbation's lost its fun
You're fucking lazy

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
I was slipping away to paradise

Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND."
But it's just a myth

Hardest-working band
in rock ever.

So hot.
Mmm, dirty.

I really like that.
It's all good.

They're gonna be all backwards
and stuff when I'm done with them.

Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm.

This one's my favourite.

There's gonna be
front truss fireworks

that fire off from the top
over the roof.

- Good job!
- You did good.

- That's good. I like it!
- You did good.

Good explaining.

That was good explaining,
Bill Schneider.

Yeah, coffee for six
and a latte as well.

No, a latte-

caffe latte as well.

Yes.

- What's up, Ringo?
- Thank you very much.

Yeah, right.
Give me another cig.

Some more
of that sweet wine, mate.

You like that, bitch?

No man can eat 50 eggs.

Alright, England!

Hey mister, where you headed?

Are you in a hurry?

I need a lift to happy hour
Say oh no.

Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well

The well that inibriates the guilt.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight I'm eating crow

Fermented salmonella poison oak, no

There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating

My tongue is swelling up,
as say 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Troubled times, you know I can not lie

I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride

Alright, England!

Well say, "Hey oh!"
Come on!

Hey oh!

Well, say "Hey, hey!"

Hey, hey!

I said hey oh!

Hey oh!

I said hey, hey!

Hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...

Now that's how you do it
in England, baby!

I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.

Alright!

- I said ah!
- Ah.

- I said oh!
- Oh!

- I said ooh!
- Ooh!

- I said whoo! I say whoo!
- Whoo! Whoo!

- I say whoo!
- Whoo!

- I say hey-oh!
- Hey-oh!

- I said ahh.
- Ahh.

- Ahh.
- Ahh.

Ahh.

- Ohh.
- Ohh.

- Oh.
- Oh.

- Ohh.
- Ohh.

Ohh!

Ohhh!

Ohh!

Oh!

Ohh! Ohh!

Oh! Oh!

Somebody fuck me!

Are you ready?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey.

One, two-
one, two, three, four.

One, two-
one, two, three, four.

- One, two- one, two, three, four.
- And stop!

Now you sound like
you're fucking ready!

This is what I need.

This is what
it's gonna take.

This is what it's gonna take.

I need every single person
here at Milton Keynes

to freak out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

But first, I need everyone here
at Milton Keynes

to scream, "One, two-
one, two, three, four."

You ready?

One, two-
one, two, three, four.

One, two- one, two, three, four.

One, two-
one, two, three, four.

One, two- one, two, three, four.

There's a drought at the fountain of youth,
and now I'm dehydrating

My tongue is swelling up,
I say 1,2,1,2,3,4 SHITTTTT

Troubled times, you know I can not lie

I'm off the wagon and

Come on!

Before a show, I don't even
really like being talked to.

You gotta get your heart racing,
and you gotta get in that frame of mind

where you have to skew
your own reality

and you have
to really embrace

and concentrate
on everything

that is going to happen
on the stage

and be ready for the unpredictable
at the same time.

You get pumped up,
you get ready.

You can't be just
sitting on a couch

and goofing around
or playing Playstation

then go up and rock
a zillion people.

You gotta be pumped
somehow.

That includes- like I said,

I gotta break a sweat
before I hit the stage

because, you know,

it's like jumping
onto a moving train.

You just gotta be
ready for it, you know?

Otherwise,
you can get run over.

Rock and roll outfits
commence.

Form of a supergroup.

Next hour's going
to be a long one.

But the two hours
after that are gonna fly by,

and they're gonna
last forever.

I am so beautiful!

You just get rid of everything
that's going on

in the outside world

and you just focus on this gig.

But there's just all this stuff
that's going through your head,

but all you can do
is channel it.

You just get rid of
everything that's going on

in the outside world.

Hey-oh, let's go!

Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day! Green Day!

Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!

Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!

Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!

It's a place of worship.
It's a place of rock!

- What kind of place is this?
- This is a holy place!

Why are there no clouds
in the sky?

'Cause God wants to watch
his favourite band again.

For the next two hours,
this is where I'm gonna be.

I want to treat it like as if it's
the last time I'm ever going to play.

I'm having trouble trying to sleep

I'm counting sheep but running out

As time ticks by
And still I try

No rest for crosstops in my mind

Everybody!

On my own here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed

Dried up and bulging out of my skull

My mouth is dry
My face is numb

Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own here we go

My mind is set on overdrive

The clock is laughing in my face

A crooked spine
My sensed dulled

Passed the point of delirium

On my own here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed

Dried up and bulging out my skull

My mouth is dry
My face is numb

Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own here we go

Alright, England!

Are you ready?

Ol�, ol�, ol�.

Ol�, ol�.

Ol�, ol�, ol�.

Ol�, ol�, ol�.

Hey!

How are you guys
doing up there on the lawn?

How're you good guys
doing back there?

How's all my friends
down here on the floor?

I say, hey-oh! Come on!

Hey-oh!

I say hey-hey!

Hey-hey!

Now, I would like
to introduce to you

a band called Green Day.

Over here on the guitar...

originally
from Little Rock, Arkansas,

ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason White!

Standing to my left,

on the trumpet...

originally from London, England.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr Ronnie Blake.

And standing
right next to him,

on the piano,

on the saxophone,

on the trombone,

and many, many, many, many,

many, many, many,

many pornographic websites
on the internet...

Come over here, Mr Freese.

Come over here, Mr Freese.
Give me some of that-

give me
some of that UK Blues.

Come up here.
Bring me some of that.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr Jason Freese!

Alright.

On the bass...

a man I've been standing next to
for the last 16 years.

A man who looks
really good naked.

And the best fucking bass player
in the history of punk rock music.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr Mike Dirnt!

Mike Dirnt,
Mike Dirnt.

And on the drums...

a man that's very personal
and close and a lifelong friendship

with Mr Michael Jackson.

A man I like
to shower naked with.

And the greatest drummer
in the history of rock and roll.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Tr� Cool!

And my name is
George W. Bush!

Actually,
my name is Asshole.

I fully promote and love watching
Tr� be the greatest rock drummer

- in the world.
- I concur.

Tr� is... he's pure drummer

and way too much energy.

Orange Mocha Frappuccino.

Tr� Cool plays the drums
in Green Day

and he snorts...

...doughnut sprinkles

and- oh, that's-

ah, that's a sweet drain.

I don't want you to get
the wrong idea.

I mean, not all liberals
smoke lettuce.

You know and he's...

how can l-
how can I place it?

I know, he's- he's just
a little catalyst, you know,

for good, bad
and everything in-between.

Hey, dear, come here.

I can count to four and repeat.
I'm a drummer.

Yeah... yeah.

See, I made you think
about hot tubs and stuff.

Gonna be an ongoing thing,
it'll be funny.

I judge all you drummers.

I'm watching you, hey!

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

Come 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?
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?
Am I just stoned?

We didn't even know
that we were going to make a video,

let alone a concert movie
in front of 65,000 people.

Best laid plans go
right out of the window

when there's a rock concert
and there's 65,000 people.

If you can't talk back
to the control booth-

Slow- this is nice.

Something doesn't feel
the way that we set it up.

I need something to go
to Tr� - where is Tr�? Yeah...

Um, j-jiggle the wire.

It's not working.

No, no, no.

Steph on wide and Al all the way.
Where is that-

- George, find something else.
- We don't have the helicopter.

You might get a few simple directions
throughout the show.

You're doing some racks like that.
That was nice.

Good, that's great,
hold that.

Tell everyone he's
on the squirt gun right now.

- Now, guys-
- So get off that fucking side.

- Off the side.
- That's beautiful.

Look at that.
Man, that's fucking great.

Making sure they're getting the slates.
That's awesome.

I've called them twice.
I'll call.

Guys, make sure you get your slates.
Don't forget your slates.

Thanks.

Yeah, stay on Jason.

No, hold it, you dumb fuck.
Okay, give me a fast move.

Jim, come off of black.
Hold that.

This fucking camera-

- Mario, hold that.
- Awesome.

Right, hold that, hold that.
Right there, good. That, hold that.

Oh yeah, good, good, good!

Awesome! Fuck!

Beautiful, Mario,
keep that.

- Fuck, man.
- George- George, is good.

Reload it.

- How was it?
- It was good.

It wasn't great?

King for

a day!

Started at the age of 4.

My mother went to the grocery store.

Went sneaking through her bedroom door,
to find something in a size 4

Sugar and spice and everything nice,
wasn't made for only girls.

GI Joe in panty hose is making
room for the one and only.

King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.

King for a day, princess by dawn.

Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.

England!

My daddy threw me in therapy.

He thinks I'm not a real man.

Who put the drag in the drag queen.

Don't knock it until you tried it

Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls

G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only

King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong

King for a day princess by dawn

Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me

England!

Get those hands
up in the air!

Go!

Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't meant for only girls

G.I. Joe in pantyhose
Is making room for the one and only

King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong

King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong

King for a day princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong

King for a day princess by dawn

Just wait 'til all the guys
Just wait 'til all the guys

Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me

Hey, you!

- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Said hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Said hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Said hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Said, hey-oh! Come on!

Hey-oh.

Alright.
Said hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

And stop!

Now wai-ai-ai...

...ait a minute.

Yeah-yeah!

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-

yeah-eah-eah!

I want you to know
I want you to know now

You've been so good

(You've been so good to me-x3)

You know you make me wanna
Shout!

(Keep my hands up and Shout-x3)
Keep my hands up and

(A little bit softer now-x14)

(Shoobedowop bop bop-x6)

(Always look on the bright side of life-x4)

(A little bit louder now-x14)

(Jump up and shout now-x4)

(Shout-x9)

(Shout-x8)

I have never put so much
emotion into any...

record than I have
into-into "American Idiot"

and in every song
that's on "American Idiot."

There are times where I feel
like I get choked up

and feel like I get
a frog in my throat,

or I feel like it's hard
to sing the next line

because even though it's-

the record isn't
necessarily about me

but everything comes
from some emotional place

that l- that I've experienced
in my life.

And it resurfaces every time
that you play those songs.

You're not just
putting it out there.

You're performing it,
but you're living it at the same time.

Then when you see all those people
throwing it right back at you

at the same time, you know,
it's just such an emotional level

where it's- you know,
it's- the whole show is-

and everybody
is almost levitating.

This song is called "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 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

Like my father's come to pass

Twenty years has gone so fast

Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends

I'm a manager of a printing factory
with over 100 employees,

and they think
it's absolutely brilliant.

They think it's absolutely hilarious
that I'm here today

and trying to get
into that mosh pit

right down in the front
to see my band.

I wanna be right in there,
right in the mosh pit.

I don't wanna be in a mosh pit,

but I wanna be
in the front.

Crowd's off to the front,
right at the front.

Oh, about that bit there where everyone
will be jumping up and down, I think.

Jumping around,
jumping around

and jumping forwards
and jumping backwards

and getting very sweaty.
Generally, right there.

This is gonna be
the best gig of my life, definitely.

Best day of my life.

It's 'cause of them that we
got together. We met working together

in a bank, and not many people
in the bank liked punk music.

So we kinda saw each other
and started talking about Green Day

and then started becoming friends
and then went to see them.

- Yeah.
- After September the 11th,

there was a lot of-
the radio over here

took all of their kind of political
songs off the playlist,

and it seemed like
mainstream rock bands

were scared to say stuff honestly

because they wanted
to get on the playlist.

Green Day came out
with "American Idiot" recently.

They've been all over
the place and just proved

that rock bands can be honest again,
and people wanna hear it.

People want the voice.

With "American Idiot,"
they're really laying down the gauntlet

and challenging people to think
about life and what's happening.

It's not easy listening. It's not songs
about masturbation anymore.

Like they've grown up and they're
talking about something important.

The fact that they don't give
a damn about anything.

The way can just tell
President Bush to fuck off.

It's just nice to see there are
punk rock bands out there

who still care about it, 'cause it's
nice that... 60,000 people here today

who care about Green Day,
who care about "American Idiot,"

all agree with it, to buy the record
to come and see the band.

Both equally
the same massive Green Day fans.

- Definitely, we are one.
- Been listening to them for years.

And Billie Joe started
talking to me, and he said,

"Are you coming to the London show
tomorrow night?"

I said, "No, I'm sorry.
I haven't got a ticket."

He said, "Matthew, don't worry.
I'll sort you a ticket out."

The next day, lo and behold,
he's put me a ticket on the door.

They've been with me all my life,
and I love them to death, love them.

So it's obviously not just a phase
like my parents thought at first.

I've been listening
to Green Day for the past 10 years.

And Zoe's grown up with them,
so that's how Zoe likes Green Day.

- They got it all.
- He's a beautiful man.

It's just an amazing day.

They're definitely gonna go
down in history

with the likes of the Ramones
and the Clash and Bad Religion

in the punk circle.

When someone mentions Green Day,
everyone knows a Green Day song.

They're the biggest band
in the world right now.

Green Day's all about
being who you are, being a minority

and not being afraid
of anything else for... nothing.

You gotta be who you are.
And you shouldn't be scared about that.

Listening to Green Day
just brought out something

that I never knew I had before,
and if anyone tells you otherwise,

you just gotta give them
the middle finger.

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 dark
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

I want to be the minority

I don't need your authority

Down with the moral majority

'Cause I want to be the minority

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, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

I want to be the minority

I don't need your authority

Down with the moral majority

'Cause I want to be the minority

Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

We're Green Day
from Oakland, California.

But I just want to say

that England is now
the official home of Green Day

from now on.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,

thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you,

thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,

thank you,
thank you, thank you, thank you!

And remember one thing.

Regardless of who
the powers that be are,

the people that you elect,
the people that I elect into office,

remember, you have
the fucking power.

We're the fucking leaders.

Don't let these bastards
dictate your life

by trying to tell you
what to do, alright?

Come on,
I say hey-oh!

Come on!

Hey-oh!

I say hey-oh!
Come on!

Hey-oh!

Well, I said hey-oh!

Hey-oh!

Well, I say hey-oh!
Come on!

Hey-oh!

I say hey...

...oh!
Come on!

Hey...

...oh!

You guys fucking rule,
man, thank you.

I said a-one, a-two,
a-one, two, three, four.

Alright!

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mike Dirnt!

Jason White!

Jason Freese!

Ronnie Blake!

And Mr Tr� Cool!

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, Fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

I want to be the minority

I don't need your authority

Down with the moral majority

'Cause I want to be the minority

England!

Green Day! Green Day!
Green Day!

You need a break when,
you know, you're...

it's just when
you're done, you know?

How do you know when
you're done having sex?

It's like you're finished,
you know?

It's time.
The cycle is over.

And that's usually like
a combination of

where you start getting tired
of being on the road

and you want to embrace
your home at the same time.

There's a feeling
of the chaos

and being out of control
that you have to embrace.

Can I give a kiss?

Please don't film me right now.

When you feel like your legs are
gonna fall out from underneath you,

you know that it's all
going to the right place.

There's a greater good
that's happening,

and you're getting
a chance to play your music

in front of people,

and thousands of people
are reacting at the same time.

That's, you know,
a great feeling.

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

Where the city sleeps

And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

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

'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, 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 everything's alright

Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

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

'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

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

'Til then I walk alone...

We really had no idea
what our career was going to be like

or if we were going to
have a career when we first started.

All we knew is that
we wrote some songs

that we really enjoyed
and we loved.

And we knew somewhere
that we would enjoy playing these songs

when we're older,
that they would make sense.

It was about having
the biggest Green Day concert ever.

And that's really what it was.

To me, that's a perfect show.

This is the best tour
that we've ever been on by far.

I loved being on the road every
single time we've been on the road.

But this has been one of those
special moments where...

the things that you're doing
onstage are transcending

into another arena altogether.

You don't really- you have no control
over something like that.

It's complete chaos.
All you can really do-

you can't really-
what's the expression?

You can't control the wind,
but you can set your sails.

And you just kinda keep
going that direction, you know,

and wherever it takes you

and see where you end up.

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.

It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.

I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable,
but in the end it's right.

I hope you had the time of your life.