CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #13

TESTO 21 Guns

Do you know what’s worth fighting for,
When it’s not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You’re in ruins

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

When you’re at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn’t pass
Nothing’s ever built to last
You’re in ruins.

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone

When it’s time to live and let die
And you can’t get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You’re in ruins.

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #12

Testo Horseshoes and Handgrenades

I'm not fucking around
I think I'm coming out
All the deciever and cheaters
I've think we've got a bleeder right now
Want you to slap me around
Want you to knock me out
Well, you missed me kissed me
Now you better kick me down

Maybe you're the runner up
But the first one to lose the race
Almost only really counts in
Horsehoes and hand grenades

I'm gonna burn it all down
I'm gonna rip it out
Well, everything that you employ
Was meant for me to destory
To the ground now
So don't you fuck me around
Because I'll shoot you down
I'm gonna drink, fight and fuck
And pushing my luck
All the time now

Maybe you're the runner up
But the first one to lose the race
Almost only really counts in
Horsehoes and hand grenades

Demolition, self-destruction
What to annihilate
The age-old contradiction
Demolition, self-destruction
What to annihilate
The old age

I'm not fucking around
I think I'm coming out
All the deceivers and cheaters
I've think we've got a bleeder right now
I'm not fucking around
G-L-O-R-I-A

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #11

TESTO Restless Heart Syndrome

I’ve got a really bad disease
It’s got me begging
On my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
‘Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It’s like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I’m elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away.

I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You’d be surprised what I endure
What make you feel so self-assured?

I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be
Waiting outside
The accidents that you could find
It’s like some kind of suicide

So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like I’ve been crucified to be satisfied

I’m a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You’re a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy

I’m elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy
You’re a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
You’re a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #10

TESTO Murder City

Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city

I’m wide awake
After the riot
This demonstration
Of our anguish
This empty laughter
Has no reason
Like a bottle
Of your favorite poison

We are the last call
And we’re so pathetic

Christian’s crying
In the bathroom
And I just want to
Bum a cigarette
We’ve come so far,
We’ve been so wasted
It’s written
All over our faces

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #9

TESTO Last of the American Girls

She puts her makeup on
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She is paranoid like
Endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind
She's the last of the American girls

She wears her overcoat
For the coming of the nuclear winter
She is riding her bike
Like a fugitive of critical mass
She's on a hunger strike
For the ones who won't make it for dinner
She makes enough to survive
For a holiday of working class

She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated.
She won't cooperate
She's the last of the American girls

She plays her vinyl records
Singing songs on the eve of destruction
She's a sucker for
All the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first
For the end of western civilization
She's an endless war
Like a hero for the lost cause
Like a hurricane
In the heart of the devastation
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls

She puts her makeup on
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She will come in first
For the end of western civilization
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #8

TESTO Peacemaker

Well, I’ve got a fever
A non-believer
I’m in a state of grace
For I am the Caesar
I’m gonna seize the day
Well, call of the banshee hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey
As God as my witness
The infidels are gonna pay

Well, call the assassin
The orgasm
A spasm of love and hate
For what will divide us?
The righteous and the meek
Well, call of the wild hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the girl at the end of the serenade

Vendetta, sweet vendetta
This Beretta of the night
This fire and the desire
Shots ringing out on a holy parasite

I am a killjoy from Detroit
I drink from a well of rage
I feed off the weakness with all my love
Call up the captain hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the lover that you were dreaming of

This is a stand off
A Molotov cocktail
On the house
You thought I was a write off
You better think again
Call the peacemaker hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey
I’m gonna send you back to the place where it all began

Vendetta, sweet vendetta
This Beretta of the night
This fire and the desire
Shots ringing out on a holy parasite

Well now the caretaker’s the undertaker
Now I’m gonna go out and get the peacemaker
This is the neo St. Valentines Massacre
Well call up the Gaza hey hey
hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the ones at the end of the serenade
Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade
Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade
Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade

CONCERTI GREEN DAY, LE CANZONI DEL NUOVO ALBUM #7

TESTO East Jesus Nowhere


Raise your hands now to testify
Your confession will be crucified
You’re a sacrificial suicide
Like a dog that’s been sodomized
Stand up! – All the white boys
Sit down! – All the black girls
You’re the soldiers of the new world

Put your faith in a miracle
And it’s non-denominational
Join the choir we will be singing
In the church of wishful thinking

A fire burns today
Of blasphemy and genocide
The sirens of decay
Will infiltrate the faith fanatics

Oh bless me lord for I have sinned
It’s been a lifetime since I last confessed
I threw my crutches in “The river
Of a shadow of doubt”
And I’ll be dressed in my Sunday best

Say a prayer for the family
Drop a coin for humanity
Ain’t this uniform so flattering?
I never asked you a God damned thing

A fire burns today
Of blasphemy and genocide
The sirens of decay
Will infiltrate the faith fanatics

Don’t test me
Second guess me
Protest me
You will disappear

I want to know who’s allowed to breed
All the dogs who never learned to read
Missionary politicians
And the cops of a new religion

A fire burns today
Of blasphemy and genocide
The sirens of decay
Will infiltrate the inside