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

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

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

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

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need your guiding hand If I'm to make it back Oh, make it back, back, back...

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

So, hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, we'd never part Hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart Passed me by one sunny day Flashed those big brown eyes my way Ooh, I wanted you forever more I'm not one that gets

Oh Mary Mary How could I've been so blind? Couldn't see it at the time Yeah Jenny was a kind you call up late for a date on Friday night Didn't ever matter how much I had to drink she'd come and give me a ride Yeah Becky was a hell-raising dart throwing

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