domenica 28 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 86

What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You'll never find it now
It's buried deep with your identity

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ass

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket
And quickly take the last train out of town

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't ket the door kick you in the ass

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

sabato 27 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO BAB'S UVULA WHO?

I've got a knack for fucking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up
Killed my composure and it will never come back
Loss of control and I get myelf all wound up
Blown out of proportion again
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up
Spontaneous combustion panic attack
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

I've got a knack for fucking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

venerdì 26 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO NO PRIDE

I'm just a mutt
And nowhere is my home
Where dignity's a land mine
In the school of lost hope
I've panhandled for a life because
I'm not afraid to beg
Hand me down your lost and founds
Of second hand regret

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride

Sects of disconnection
And traditions of lost faith
No culture's worth a stream of piss
Or a bullet in my face
To hell with unity
Seperation's gonna kill us all
Torn to shreds and disjointed
Before the final fall

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one

I got no pride...
Close your eyes and die...
I got no pride...
I got no pride...

giovedì 25 febbraio 2010

I GREEN DAY ALL'HEINEKEN JAMMIN' FESTIVAL 2010

I Green Day saranno in concerto all'Heineken Jammin' Festival 2010 al Parco San Giuliano di Mestre (Ve). L'appuntamento è per il 4 Luglio.

Questo il programma del festival:

3 luglio: Aerosmith (Steven Tyler compreso), Cranberries
4 luglio: Green Day, 30 Seconds To Mars, Rise Against
5 luglio: Black Eyed Peas, Massive Attack
6 luglio: Pearl Jam, Ben Harper, Skunk Anansie, Gossip, Wolfmother

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO GEEK STINK BREATH

I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

mercoledì 24 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO STUCK WITH ME

I'm not part of your elite
I'm just alright
Class structure waving colors
Bleeding from my throat
Not subserviant to you I'm just alright
Down classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter
'Cause it's alright
Find another pleasure fucker
Drag them down to hell

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

martedì 23 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO BRAT

Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
They're getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell
Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And got my inheritance

Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out
My parent's income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I'm a snot nosed slob
Without a job
And I know I damn well should
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
But my future's looking good

Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

lunedì 22 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO ARMATAGE SHANKS

Stranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
I'm Branded...maladjusted
Never trusted anyone
Let alone myself

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot
No meaning...no healing
Self loathing freak and introverted deviot

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

Stranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

I'm gettin' pisst
I'm a worthless pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

domenica 21 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO WALKING CONTRADICTION

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb

Standards set and broken all the time
Control the chaos behind a gun
Call it as I see it even if
I was born deaf, blind and dumb
Losers winning big on the lottery
Rehab rejects still sniffing glue
Constant refutation with myself
I'm a vicitm of a catch 22

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

sabato 20 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO TIGHT WAD HILL

Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks for speedballs
One more night

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

Drugstore hooligan
Another white trash mannequin
On display to rot up on the hill
Living out a lie
But having the time of his life
Hating every minute of his existance

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

venerdì 19 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO WESTBOUND SIGN

Boxed up
All of her favorite things
Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale
Big plans and leaving friends and
A westbound sign
Weighed out
Her choices on a scale
Prevailing nothing made sense
Just transportation and a
Blank decision...

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

No time and no copping out
She's burning daylight and petrol
Blacked out the rearview mirror
Heading westward on
Strung out
On confusion road
And ten minute nervous breakdowns
Xanex a beer for thought
And she determined...

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

Is it salvation?
Or an escape from discontent?
Will she find her name
In the California cement?
Punched out of the grind
That punched her one too many times...
Is tragedy 2000 miles away?

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

giovedì 18 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO DESENSITIZED (JAPENESE IMPORT VERSION)

Clenching my teeth tight
My head is like a sponge
Give it to me free
I wanna get ripped off
And drown in the airwaves
Another fatal wreck
On the Information highway
So go ahead and kill yourselves
It all amuses me
For I'll be damned to spend
My life in hell
Another wise ingrete


Bring me blood and pain
of a stranger's fate
Give it all away
Gimme gimme now
I'm desensitized
I wanna watch the bomb
Blow the masses high

mercoledì 17 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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.

martedì 16 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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 go
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 in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life

lunedì 15 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO KING FOR A DAY

Started at the age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking throught 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

domenica 14 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO TAKE BAKE

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

Shit

sabato 13 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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, 'cause when the smoke clears here I am, your reject all-American.

Falling from grace, right on my fave.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.

venerdì 12 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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.

giovedì 11 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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.

mercoledì 10 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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'm 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.

martedì 9 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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

lunedì 8 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO PLATYPUS (I HATE YOU)

From Billie Joe: The lyrics to "Platypus" will not be on the Cd because of lawyer problems due to my potty mouth. But here they are anyway:

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

domenica 7 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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.

sabato 6 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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 goodnight.
Time flies when you're having fun.
Time's up when you work like a dog.
Salud.

venerdì 5 febbraio 2010

DOOKIE

Dookie
Green Day
Warner Bros
Anno:1994

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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.

giovedì 4 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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 fustful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fustful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic 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.

BULLET IN A BIBLE

Bullet in a Bible
Green Day
Warner Bros
Anno:2005

mercoledì 3 febbraio 2010

NIMROD

Nimrod
Green Day
Warner Bros
Anno:1997

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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, and now 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!

martedì 2 febbraio 2010

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO 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 and 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.
Bite the hand that feeds.
You lose your memory and you got no shame

SHENANIGANS

Shenanigans
Green Day
Warner Bros
Anno:2002

lunedì 1 febbraio 2010

AMERICAN IDIOT

American Idiot
Green Day
Warner Bros
Anno:2004

BIGLIETTI GREEN DAY, TESTO MACY'S DAY PARADE

Today's the Macy's Day Parade
the night of the living dead is on its way
with a credit report for duty call
it's a lifetime guarantee
stuffed in a coffin 10% more free
Red light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
satisfaction guaranteed to you
what's the consolation prize?
economy sized dreams of hope

when I was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
oh. I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between
thieves and crooks
A lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
cause now I know
it's all that I wanted

what's the consolation prize?
economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
and where it goes
and I'm thinking about
the only road
the one I've never known
and where it goes

Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
cause now I know
it's all that I wanted