Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alienation 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 wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation

The stowaways of civil war When living through a civil war "God bless our little civil war" Progress rides with thieves and whores I don't know you to wear a hat But I came home late and there it sat You rose to show what hats are for Christmas mornings

Give a little bit Give a little bit of your love to me I'll give a little bit of my life for you Oh, yeah, come along too Here we go again Hey hey, whoa no, da na, hey hey, yeah I'll give a little bit of my love to you

Dance, baby, dance, like the world is ending This is who you are Sit back and look for the warnings Baby walkin' around with your head cut off Let's start today Dance, baby, 'cause, like the world is ending The queen's heart So we pray and we pray

Thank you girl from Broken Bow who shot an arrow through my heart Thank you mama for the roll and Thank you daddy for the rock Most of all, most of all Thank you uncle Dean for teaching me La Bamba on guitar Every no I ever heard Sure feel good to laugh

And sadness will sear Tied to the fences they break you Cold is the wind that will freeze you It's 12:53 AM, October 12th Shepherd is chased by the wolves Wolves who live by intolerance and hate For what they couldn't understand Blinded and vicious are

I can't remember what I did tonight Or even yesterday Like, dude, where's my car? Excuse me, what's my name? Someone gave me these clothes I can't remember who My mind's a total blank Forget about you Baby, I think I've lost my mind

Dance to the Music, dance to the music Get up and dance to the music! Get on up and dance to the fonky music! All we need is a drummer For people who only need a beat I'm gonna add a little guitar And make it easy to move your feet I'm gonna add some

Together we cry Together we cry! Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

But all the choirs in my head sang no A little touch of heavenly light I was looking for a breath of life To get a dream of life again And I believe, I believe it so Whose side am I on, whose side am I? A little of vision of the start and the end But I