Green Day--Nimrod

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NICE GUYS FINISH LAST

Nice guys finish last 
You're running out of gas 
Your sympathy will get you left behind 
Sometimes you're at your best, when you feel the worst 
Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain 
Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane 
I'm so fucking happy I could cry 
Every joke can have its truth but now the joke's on you 
I never knew you were such a funny guy 
Oh nice guys finish last, when you run out of gas 
Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine 
Living on command 
You're shaking lots of hands 
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need 
Bit the hand that feeds 
You kill your memory 


HITCHIN' A RIDE

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 inebriates 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, 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 
There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating 
My tongue is swelling up, I say Shit! 


THE GROUCH

I was a young boy that had big plans 
Now I'm just another shitty old man 
I don't have fun and I hate everything 
The world owes me, so fuck you 
Glory days don't mean shit to me 
I drank a six pack of apathy 
Life's a bitch and so am I 
The world owes me, so fuck you 
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals 
I had a young and optimistic point of view 
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals 
I had a young and optimistic point of view 
I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat 
Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad 
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch 
The world owes me, so fuck you 
The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up 
I don't have sex `cause i can't get it up 
I'm always rude 
I've got a bad attitude 
The world owes, so fuck you 


REDUNDANT

We're living in repetition 
Content in the same old shtick again 
Now the routine's turning to contention, 
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller coaster 
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice 
I'm speechless and redundant 
'Cause I love you's not enough 
I'm lost for words 
Choreographed and lack of passion 
Prototypes of what we were 
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous 
Taken for granted now 
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it 
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice 
I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough 
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak 


SCATTERED

I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor 
Reminds me of the times we shared 
Makes me wish that you were here 
Now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life 
All the songs have been erased 
Guess I've learned from my mistakes 
Open the past and present 
Now and we are there 
Story to tell and I am listening 
Open the past and present 
And the future too 
It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you 
Loose ends tied in knots 
Leaving a lump down in my throat 
Gagging on a souvenir 
Lodged to fill another year 
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds 
Leaving myself wide open 
Living out a sacrifice 
If you got no one and I've got no place to go, would it be alright? 
Could it be alright? 


ALL THE TIME

All the time, every time I need it 
What's the time? 
I'd say the time is right 
Here's to me 
Let's find another reason 
Down the hatch and a bad attitude 
Salud 
Wasting time 
Wasting time down a bum fuck road 
And I don't know where the hell it'll go 
Heirlooms and huffing fumes, and I'm picking up the pace 
And I'm gonna smash straight into a wall 
All the time 
A "New Year's Resolution" 
How soon that we forget 
Doing time 
Loving every minute 
Live it up on another let down 
Salud 
Promises, promises, it was all set in stone, cross my heart and hope to die 
Sugar fix, dirty tricks and a trick question 
Guess i should have read between the lines 
Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick 
All the time, where did all the time go? 
It's too late to say good night 
Time flies when you're having fun 
Time's up when you work like a dog 
Salud 


WORRY ROCK

Another sentimental argument and bitter love 
Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud 
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone 
The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride 
A knocked down dragged out fight 
Fat lips and open wounds 
Another wasted night and no one will take the fall 
Where do we go from here? 
And what did you do with the directions? 
Promise me no dead end streets 
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road 


PLATYPUS (I HATE YOU)

Your rise and fall 
Back up against the wall 
What goes around is coming back and haunting you 
It's time to quit 
Cause you ain't worth the shit 
Under my shoes or the piss on the ground 
No one loves you and you know it 
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care 
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you want to hear 
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU 
I heard your sick 
Sucked on that cancer stick 
A throbbing tumor and a radiation high 
Shit out of luck 
And now your time is up 
It brings me pleasure just to know your going to die 
Dickhead, Fuckface, cock smoking, mother fucking, 
Asshole, dirty twat, waste of semen, I hope you die hey 
Red eye, code blue 
I'd like to strangle you 
And watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull 
When you go down 
Head first into the ground 
I'll stand above you just to piss on your grave 


UPTIGHT

I woke up on the wrong side of the floor 
Made, made my way through the front door 
Broke my engagement with myself 
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt 
The future just ain't what it used to be 
I got a new start on a dead end road 
Peaked, peaked out on reaching new lows 
Owe, I paid off all my debts to myself 
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt 
The future's in my living room 
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun 
All night, suicide's last call 
I've been uptight all night 
I'm a son of a gun 
Uptight I'm a nag with a gun 


LAST RIDE IN

INSTRUMENTAL


JINX

I fucked up again it's all my fault 
So turn me around and face the wall 
Read me my rights and tell me I am wrong 
Until it gets into my thick skull 
A slap on the wrist 
A stab in the back 
Torture me, I've been a bad boy 
Nail me to the cross until you have won 
I lost before I did any wrong 
I'm hexed with regrets and bad luck 
Keep you distance 'cause it's rubbing off 
Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell 
Or earth with me tangled at your feet 
You finally met you nemesis 
Disguised as your fatal long lost love 
So kiss it good bye 
Until death do we part 
You fell for a jinx for crying out loud 


HAUSHINKA

Haushinka is a girl with a peculiar name 
I met her on the eve of my birthday 
Did she know? Did she know? Before she went away 
Does she know? But it's too damn late 
This girl has gone far away 
Now she's gone 
All I have now is a memory to date 
A cheap hat and cigarettes, and a peculiar name 
I didn't know, I didn't know, before she went away 
I know now, I know now, and it's too damn late 
Will she ever find her way? 
I'm too damn young to be too late, but am I? 
Yet again I'm kicking myself 
And I'll be here in battle scars, waiting for you 
Waiting for you now 


WALKING ALONE

Come together like a foot in a shoe 
Only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth 
Thinking out loud and acting in vain 
Knocking over anyone that stands in my way 
Sometimes I need to apologize 
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right 
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut, or only say hello 
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone 
Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground 
Yet there's really no one left, that's hanging around 
Isn't that another familiar face? 
Too drunk to figure out they're fading away 


REJECT

Who the hell are you to tell me what I am 
And what's my master plan 
What makes you think that it includes you? 
Self-righteous wealth 
Stop flattering yourself 
'Cause when the smoke clears here I am 
Your reject all-American 
Sucking up you social sect, making you a nervous wreck 
To hell and back and hell again I've gone 
You're not my type 
Not my type 
What's the difference between you and me? 
I do what I want, and you do what you're told 
So listen up and shut the hell up 
It ain't no big deal 
And I'll see you in hell 
So when the smoke clears here I am 
Your reject all-American 
Falling from grace, right on my face 
To hell and back and hell again I've gone 


TAKE BACK

You pushed me once too far again 
I'd like to break you fucking teeth 
Stick a knife in the center of your back 
You better grow some eyes in the back of your head 
I fight dirty, just like your looks 
Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore 
Take back, Take back, Take 
The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue 
An eye for an eye 
Gun for a gun 
Cold-cocked and I'm taking back what's mine 
Expect it when you're least expecting it 
No loss of love, the smell of regret 
Lights out 
Can't take anymore 
Shite 


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 
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 


GOOD RIDDANCE (TIME OF YOUR LIFE)

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road 
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do 
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 is 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 of good health and good time 
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial 
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while 
I hope you had the time of your life 
I hope you had the time of your life 


PROSTHETIC HEAD

I see you, down in the front line 
Such a sight for sore eyes, you're a suicide makeover 
Plastic eyes, lookin' through a numbskull 
Self-effaced, what's his face 
You erased yourself so shut up 
You don't let up 
You have a growth that must be treated 
Like a severed severe pain in the neck 
You can smell it but you can't see it 
No explanation identified 'cause you don't know 
You don't say 
And you got no reply 
Hey you, where did you come from? 
Got a head full of lead, you're a inbred bastard son 
All dressed up, red blooded, Amannequin 
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're synthetic 
You're pathetic