Songtexte Are We We Are/St. Jimmy Opera - Demo - Green Day
                                                Starry 
                                                nights, 
                                                city 
                                                lights 
                                                comin' 
                                                down 
                                                over 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Skyscrapers, 
                                                stargazers 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                dirty 
                                                town 
                                                is 
                                                burnin' 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lost 
                                                and 
                                                found, 
                                                city-bound 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                dreams, 
                                                and 
                                                screaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting, 
                                                and 
                                                screaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forget-me-nots, 
                                                second 
                                                thoughts 
                                                live 
                                                in 
                                                isolation
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heads 
                                                or 
                                                tails, 
                                                fairytales 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rage 
                                                and 
                                                love, 
                                                story 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Jesus 
                                                of 
                                                Suburbia 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                lie, 
                                                and 
                                                screaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                are 
                                                we, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                waiting 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                St. 
                                                Jimmy's 
                                                coming 
                                                down 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                alleyway
 
                                    
                                
                                                Upon 
                                                the 
                                                boulevard 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                stray 
                                                dog 
                                                on 
                                                parade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Light 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                silhouette, 
                                                he's 
                                                insubordinate
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coming 
                                                at 
                                                you 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                count 
                                                of 
                                                one, 
                                                two—
 
                                    
                                
                                                (One, 
                                                two, 
                                                three, 
                                                four)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                name 
                                                is 
                                                Jimmy 
                                                and 
                                                you'd 
                                                better 
                                                not 
                                                wear 
                                                it 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suicide 
                                                commando 
                                                that 
                                                your 
                                                mama 
                                                talked 
                                                about
 
                                    
                                
                                                King 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                forty 
                                                thieves 
                                                and 
                                                I'm 
                                                here 
                                                to 
                                                represent
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                needle 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                vein 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                establishment
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                the 
                                                patron 
                                                saint 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                denial
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                an 
                                                angel 
                                                face 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                taste 
                                                for 
                                                suicidal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cigarettes 
                                                and 
                                                ramen 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                bag 
                                                of 
                                                dope
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                the 
                                                son 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                bitch 
                                                of 
                                                Edgar 
                                                Allen 
                                                Poe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raised 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                city 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                halo 
                                                of 
                                                lights
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                product 
                                                of 
                                                war 
                                                and 
                                                fear 
                                                that 
                                                we've 
                                                all 
                                                glamorized
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                the 
                                                patron 
                                                saint 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                denial
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                an 
                                                angel 
                                                face 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                taste 
                                                for 
                                                suicidal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                you 
                                                talking 
                                                to 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                it 
                                                wait?
 
                                    
                                
                                                St. 
                                                Jimmy
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                name 
                                                is 
                                                St. 
                                                Jimmy, 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                son 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                gun
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                the 
                                                one 
                                                that's 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                outside 
                                                now 
                                                (St. 
                                                Jimmy)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                teenage 
                                                assassin 
                                                executing 
                                                some 
                                                fun
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                cult 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                life 
                                                of 
                                                crime 
                                                now 
                                                (St. 
                                                Jimmy)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                really 
                                                hate 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                it, 
                                                but 
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                so
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                shut 
                                                your 
                                                trap 
                                                before 
                                                    I 
                                                shoot 
                                                you 
                                                down, 
                                                old 
                                                boy 
                                                (St. 
                                                Jimmy)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Welcome 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                club 
                                                and 
                                                give 
                                                me 
                                                some 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                the 
                                                resident 
                                                leader 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                lost 
                                                and 
                                                found 
                                                (St. 
                                                Jimmy)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                comedy 
                                                and 
                                                tragedy
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                St. 
                                                Jimmy, 
                                                and 
                                                that's 
                                                my 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                don't 
                                                wear 
                                                it 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Governator
2 Too Much Too Soon
3 Homecoming
4 Shoplifter - Non-Album Track
5 Whatsername
6 Favorite Son (Non-Album Track)
7 Minority (Live Edit) [Sept. 21, 2004 - Irving Plaza, NY]
8 Jesus of Suburbia - Demo
9 Wake Me Up When September Ends - Demo
10 American Idiot - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
11 American Idiot (Alt. Version) - Demo
12 American Idiot - Demo
13 Are We We Are/St. Jimmy Opera - Demo
14 Novacaine - Demo
15 Radio Baghdad - Demo
16 Cluster Bomb - Demo
17 Just Another Year - Demo
18 Lowlife - Demo
19 Whatsername - Demo
20 We Are the Champions - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
21 Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
22 American Idiot - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
23 Jesus of Suburbia - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
24 Holiday - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
25 Are We the Waiting - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
26 St. Jimmy - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
27 Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05
28 Are We the Waiting - Live from VH1 Storytellers
29 Give Me Novacaine (live from VH1 Storytellers)
30 Homecoming (live from VH1 Storytellers)
31 Whatsername - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
32 Wake Me Up When September Ends - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
33 Letterbomb - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
34 She's a Rebel - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
35 Extraordinary Girl - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
36 Give Me Novacaine - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
37 St. Jimmy - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
38 Are We the Waiting - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
39 Holiday - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
40 Jesus of Suburbia - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
41 Homecoming - Live at Irving Plaza, New York, NY, 9/21/04
42 Holiday/Blvd. of Broken Dreams - Demo
43 Wake Me Up When September Ends
44 She’s a Rebel - Demo
45 Homecoming (Nobody Likes You) - Demo
46 Everyone’s Breaking Down - Demo
47 St. Jimmy - VH1 Storytellers Version
48 American Idiot
49 Jesus of Suburbia
50 Holiday
51 Boulevard of Broken Dreams
52 Are We the Waiting
53 St. Jimmy
54 Give Me Novacaine
55 She's a Rebel
56 Extraordinary Girl
57 Letterbomb
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