One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight Throw up your arms into the sky, You're in ruins Do you know what's worth fighting for, When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away

Pharaoh's army got drowned O Mary don't weep, don't mourn O Mary don't weep O Mary don't you weep, don't mourn O Mary don't you weep Well if I could I surely would Stand on the rock where Moses stood Well Mary wore 3 links of chain On every link was

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

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

Oh she's only seventeen Whine whine whine, weep over everything Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep Heaving ship too sails away Said it's a culmination of a story and a goodbye session It's a tick of

oh, oh, oh Mary Mary had a little lamb His bleeks was white as snow everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go He followed her to school one day And that was against the rules He made the children laugh and play You've seen that lamb

Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Oh oh oh oh That what you fear the most Could meet you halfway She lived on the curve of the road In an old, tar-paper shack On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way

Mary, Jane, Holland (whoh-who) I think that I could be fine If I could be Mary Jane Holland tonight I think we'd have a good time If you'd meet me and Mary Jane in Holland tonight 'Cause I love, love, 'cause I love, love You better than, you better than

Ha ha ha ha ha ha Oh I won't, never once, make you cry Mary, if you want to I'll waive my right I'd be on the corner Just passin' time No I won't, ever once, make you cry Just to kiss, oh I'll miss your goodbye We'll go to the disco

Still the crying hurts in your head Well you're still beneath my feet Here I sit at Mary Ann's place Oh baby the rain is always pouring when I'm here Saw the lightning caught your stone Oh maybe the angels of tomorrow will let me go Well oh God don't