Oh we don't know the roads that we're heading down We don't know if we're lost, that we'll find a way We don't know if we leave, will we make it home We don't know, there's hope, then we'll be okay It's hard when you're living and you don't feel much And

For that's enough to argue Don't want to be an American idiot All across the idiot nation Where everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow Welcome to a new kind of tension We're not the ones who're meant to follow Don't want a nation

What do you mean? But you tell me to go Better make up your mind When you nod your head yes But you wanna say no Oh, what do you mean? Oh oh oh what do you mean? What do you mean? ooh What do you mean? hey

These thunderclouds, oh, no These thunderclouds, oh, no, no Where'd the love go? When all is said and done Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (wo-oah) Our house is burning when

Can't find my way home But it's through you and I know What I'll do Just to get back in her arms C'mon, Angel, don't you cry Just to get back in her er er er er Way e ay e oh Can't find the way

You are, you are And nothing else compares Home, home, where I wanted to go Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are) The lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against Have brought me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead,

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say You know I'm crying, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What can I do, girl, to get through to you Standing here baptized in all my tears, baby through the years You never ever worry and you never shed a tear

Hey, oh yeah, how long? Hey, oh yeah, so long What you gonna do today? I don't wanna have to, but I will If that's what I'm supposed to do We don't wanna set up for the kill But that's what I'm about to do I used to know just what I wanted And just where

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe