"At The Library"
Hey
there lookin' at me Tell me what do you see But you quickly turn your head away Try to find the words I could use Don't
have the courage to come up to you My chance is looking a bit grey
Starting across the room Are you leaving soon? I
just need a little time
What is it that drives me mad Girls like you that I never had What is it about you that
I adore? What makes me feel so much pain? That makes me go so insane What is it about you that I adore?
Starting
across the room Are you leaving soon? I just need a little time
Why did you have to leave so soon? Why did
you have to walk away? Oh well it happened again She walked away with her boyfriend Maybe we'll meet again someday.
"Don't Leave Me"
I'll
go for miles Till I find you You say you want to leave me But you can't choose I've gone thru pain Every day
and night I feel my mind is going insane Something I can't fight
Don't leave me Don't leave me
A blank
expression Covering your face I'm looking for directions For out of this place I start to wonder If you'll
come back I feel the rain storming after thunder I can't hold back
Don't leave me
I'll go for miles Till
I find you You say you want to leave me But you can't choose I've gone thru pain Every day and night I feel
my mind is going insane Something I can't fight
Don't leave me
"I Was There"
Looking back upon my life And the places that I've been Pictures,
faces, girls I've loved I try to remember when Faded memories on the wall Some names I have forgotten But each
one is a memory I Look back on so often.
I look into the past I want to make it last I was there
I
look into the past I want to make it last I was there
Looking back what I have done There's lots more life
to live At times I feel overwhelmed I question what I can give But I don't let it get me down Or cause me too
much sorrow There's no doubt about who I am I always have tomorrow
I look into the past I want to make it
last I was there
I look into the past I want to make it last I was there
Looking back upon my life Faded
memories on the wall Looking now at who I am I don't let it get me down.
Looking back upon my life And the
places that I've been Pictures, faces, girls I've loved I try to remember when But I don't let it get me down Or
cause me too much sorrow There's no doubt about who I am I always have tomorrow
I look into the past I want
to make it last I was there
I look into the past I want to make it last I was there
"Disappearing Boy"
Now
you see me, now you don't Don't ask me where I'm at 'Cause I'm a million miles away Treated like a forbidden heel Don't
say my thoughts are not for real Or you won't see me again
Am I here or am I there Or am I playing on the stairs Am
I in my room with my toys I am the disappearing boy
When I walk in crowded rooms I feel as if it is my doom I
know that I don't belong In that room I see her I see her and she's with him I turn and then I'm gone
Don't
call me up 'cause I'm not home My whereabouts are now unknown I vanished from all your joy I'm the disappearing boy
I
have my doubts Of where I belong It's something to think about
Don't call me up 'cause I'm not home My whereabouts
are now unknown I vanished from all your joy I'm the disappearing boy
"Green Day"
A small cloud has fallen The white mist hits the ground My
lungs comfort me with joy Vegging on one detail The rest just crowds around My eyes itch of burning red
Picture
sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around Looks like I found something new
Laying in my bed I think
I'm in left field I picture someone, I think it's you You're standing so damn close My body begins to swell Why
does 1 + 1 make 2
Picture sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around Looks like I found something new
Laying
in my bed I think I'm in left field I picture someone, I think it's you You're standing so damn close My body
begins to swell Why does 1 + 1 make 2
Picture sounds Of moving insects so surreal Lay around
"Going To Pasalacqua"
Here
we go again, infatuation Touches me just when I Thought that it would end Oh but then again it seems Much more
than that but I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking
Well,I toss and turn all night Thinking of your ways
of effection But to find that it's not different at all I throw away my past mistakes And contemplate my future That's
when I say... What the hey!
Would I last forever? You and I together, hand and hand We run away (far away) I'm
in for nasty weather But I'll take whatever you can give that comes my way (far away)
Here we go again, infatuation Touches
me just when I Thought that it would end Oh but then again it seems Much more than that but I'm not sure exactly
what you're thinking Oh but then again it seems Much more than that but I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking
Well,I
toss and turn all night Thinking of your ways of effection But to find that it's not different at all I throw away
my past mistakes And contemplate my future That's when I say... What the hey!
Would I last forever? You
and I together, hand and hand We run away (far away) I'm in for nasty weather But I'll take whatever you can give
that comes my way (far away)
Well,I toss and turn all night Thinking of your ways of effection But to find that
it's not different at all I throw away my past mistakes And contemplate my future That's when I say... What the
hey!
Would I last forever? You and I together, hand and hand We run away (far away) I'm in for nasty weather But
I'll take whatever you can give that comes my way (far away)
"16"
Every night I dream the same dream Of getting older all the time I ask
you now, what does this mean? Are these problems just in my mind? Things are easy when you're a child But now these
pressures have dropped on my head The length I've gone are just long miles Would they be shorter if I were dead
Every
time I look in my past I always wish I was there I wish my youth would forever last Why are these times so unfair
Look
at my friends and see what they've done Ask myself why they had to change I like them better when they were young Now
all these times are rearranged I look down and stand there and cry Nothing ever will be the same The sun is rising,
now I ask why? The clouds now fall and here comes the rain
Every time I look in my past I always wish I was there I
wish my youth would forever last Why are these times so unfair
Every night I dream the same dream Of getting
older all the time I ask you now, what does this mean? Are these problems just in my mind? Things are easy when you're
a child But now these pressures have dropped on my head The length I've gone are just long miles Would they be shorter
if I were dead
Every time I look in my past I always wish I was there I wish my youth would forever last Why
are these times so unfair
"Road To Acceptance"
I
always waste my time just wondering What the next man thinks of me I'll never do exactly what I want And I'll sculpt
my life for your acceptance
I always waste my time just wondering What the next man thinks of me I'll never do
exactly what I want And I'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
And I feel forgotten Feel like rotting (Do
you feel the same?) (Do you feel the same?) Adolescence Just can't make sense (It's calling my name) (It's
calling my name)
I take a look around And all the things I've found I call it blind hatred If you'd stop a
while And maybe if you'd smile You would realize that We're all the same
It's just like our brain When
it goes insane We feel the same pain
All my life I've seemed to have this need I think at times it even turns
to greed We all want to join some family We'll even sacrifice a moral changing
And I feel forgotten Feel like
rotting (Do you feel the same?) (Do you feel the same?) Adolescence Just can't make sense (It's calling my
name) (It's calling my name)
I take a look around And all the things I've found I call it blind hatred If
you'd stop a while And maybe if you'd smile You would realize that We're all the same
It's just like our brain When
it goes insane We feel the same pain
I take a look around And all the things I've found I call it blind hatred If
you'd stop a while And maybe if you'd smile You would realize that We're all the same
It's just like our brain When
it goes insane We feel the same pain
"Rest"
Hey can
you hear me? I'm calling your name Hello? Or is this goodbye? The gleam in your eyes It troubles my brain Will
I see it again? So I can rest my head
Angel...Angel! Dancing away As all of my thoughts get rearranged Angel...Angel!
Turning away Just when thing seem To have changed So I can rest my head
Hey can you hear me? I'm calling
your name Hello? Or is this goodbye? The gleam in your eyes It troubles my brain Will I see it again? So I
can rest my head
"The Judge's Daughter"
Princess
in a school girl's dream May I please speak with you? I'm having troubles with control And it's all because of you Today
I kept on falling down I thought it was the street So I look down at my shoes They were on the wrong feet
I
find it hard to be myself (Can you please explain?) I do not think that it's my health (You're the one to blame) You're
the one I wish I had And now my girlfriend is getting mad (I cannot call this sane)
Today as I was walking down You
bumped into me You said "excuse me" and walked away As I dropped to my knees I prayed to the being in the sky That
my parents told me of I asked about you but no reply No clues about your love!
I find it hard to be myself (Can
you please explain?) I do not think that it's my health (You're the one to blame) My girlfriend left me on the phone I'm
pathetically left here alone (I cannot call this sane)
Can we find a way So that you can stay I think I'm
gonna Pop
I find it hard to be myself (Can you please explain?) I do not think that it's my health (You're
the one to blame) You're the one I wish I had And now my girlfriend is getting mad (I cannot call this sane)
Can
we find a way So that you can stay I think I'm gonna Pop
"Paper Lanterns"
Now
I rest my head from Such an endless dreary time A time of hopes and happiness That had you on my mind Those days
are gone and now it seems As if I'll get some rest But now and then I'll see you again And it puts my heart to the
test
So when are all my troubles going to end? I'm understanding now that We are only friends To this day
I'm asking why I still think about you
As the days go on I wonder (Will this ever end?) I find it hard to
keep control When you're with your boyrfriend I do not mind if all I am is Just a friend to you But all I want
to know right now Is if you think about me too... ?
So when are all my troubles going to end? I'm understanding
now that We are only friends To this day I'm asking why I still think about you
So when are all my troubles
going to end? I'm understanding now that We are only friends To this day I'm asking why I still think about you
"Why Do You Want Him?"
I
saw you standing alone With a sad look on your face You call him on the phone Looks like he left you Without a
trace Tears falling out of your eyes He's living in a disguise You've been feeling bad for so long You wonder
if it's right or wrong
Why Do You Want Him? Why Do You Want Him?
Now many days have gone by And you still
just sit there and cry You're feeling bad for yourself His memory will always dwell You're so obsessed with his love That's
why push came to shove You've been feeling bad for so long You wonder if it's right or wrong
Why Do You Want
Him? Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him? Why Do You Want Him?
You find a way out... To throw
it all the way But you can bet... You got someting to say
Why Do You Want Him? Why Do You Want Him?
Why
Do You Want Him? Why Do You Want Him?
THEY'VE been referred to as the poster children of pop-core, the kings of punk-pop, and the voice of a generation. But to
the members of Green Day, collecting labels never mattered — they just wrote their songs about girls, alienation, girls, growing up, and, well, girls, as a means
to escape the "boredom of the 'burbs." And American kids have identified with both the motivation and the inspiration behind
the music — enough to buy some fourteen million Green Day albums. Frontman Billie Joe Armstrong certainly doesn't
think that the band's popularity qualifies it for the lofty "voice of a generation" title. In fact, in an interview with Rolling
Stone, he offered an entirely different perspective on the subject: "All I was doing was pulling my pants down, more like
the butt of a generation."
Just how does one become the butt of a generation? Well, Green
Day's story starts back in 1972, the year that all three of its members were born. Billie Joe Armstrong came into the world
as the youngest of six kids born to a working-class family in Rodeo, California, an industrial town fifteen miles north of
Berkeley. Dad was a truck driver and sometimes jazz musician who died when Billie Joe was ten; Mom was a waitress and a diehard
country music fan. At age eleven, Billie Joe got his first guitar, a blue Stratocaster that he plays to this day. It was around
that same time that he made the acquaintance of Michael Pritchard. Pritchard, who would later assume the name Mike Dirnt,
was born the son of a heroin-addicted mother and was put up for adoption. His adoptive parents divorced when he was seven,
at which point he began dividing his time between their separate households. At the age of fifteen, he rented a room in Billie
JoeYs house.
Meanwhile, Frank Edwin Wright III was growing up in a town
called Willits, which is located north of the San Francisco Bay area in an isolated part of the Mendocino mountains. The Wrights'
nearest neighbor, Lawrence Livermore, lived about a mile away. At age twelve, Frank joined LivermoreYs band, the Lookouts,
adopting the performing name of Tre Cool. The group recorded an album, which was released on a label Livermore formed called
— what else? — Lookout Records. The record attracted some fans in the Bay area, so before long, the
pubescent Tre Cool found himself playing gigs at 924 Gilman Street, a punk club located in an industrial section of Berkeley.
Gilman Street, the home of the East Bay punk-rock underground, was an all-ages club run by a volunteer staff; all bookings
were handled by a committee and show promotion was done mostly via recorded phone messages.
Back in Rodeo, Billie Joe and Mike finally got around to forming
a band of their own in 1987, with the former on lead vocals and guitar and the latter on bass and backing vocals. Performing
under the name the Sweet Children, they landed their first gig that same year, playing in the lounge of RodYs Hickory Pit,
the joint where Billie Joe's mom waitressed and Mike worked as a cook. The Sweet Children moniker didn't last long. In 1989,
the boys renamed themselves Green Day, which was also the title of a little ditty they had written about one of their favorite
pastimes: hanging out and smoking pot. The Green Day lineup was rounded out by a drummer named John Kiftmeyer, a.k.a. Al Sobrante.
Knowing that Lookout Records was the label to be on if you were a self-respecting Bay area punk band, the members of
the newly-baptized Green Day pestered Livermore about signing them. He eventually agreed to give them a listen on the condition
that they drive up to Mendocino County and play for him there. The band members arranged a venue for the gig, but when they
arrived, they discovered that they had booked an empty house with no electricity. Taking pity on them, Livermore rigged up
a generator so that Green Day could play; he was so impressed with the performance the band gave in the little room before
a crowd of twelve candle-holding people that he signed them on the spot. Later that same year, 1989, the band released a first
EP, 1,000 Hours; the inaugural effort was followed with the 1990 album 39/Smooth, which cost all of about $600
to record.
Kiftmeyer decided to leave the band following the release of
39/Smooth, and was soon replaced by Tre Cool, whom the band had met at Gilman Street. Revved up and ready to hit the
road with its new lineup, Green Day kicked off a national tour the day after Dirnt graduated from high school, in 1990 (Armstrong
and Cool had previously dropped out of school). After months of touring and playing skateparks and VFW halls, the band headed
back into the studio. Green Day's second album, 1992's Kerplunk, was recorded in five days on a $1,000 budget.
By the time Kerplunk had dropped into record-store bins,
word had already gotten around about the exciting new punk trio, and both its albums sold in excess of 30,000 copies to break
all of LookoutYs previous sales records. Unlike most indie bands, Green Day really covered some ground, completing five American
tours (one of which was with Bad Religion) and two European tours. On their American treks, the band members traveled in a
most unlikely tour bus: an old bookmobile that Cool's dad bought from a library and outfitted with bunks and equipment-storage
areas; Mr. Wright also served as the bookmobile driver.
Green Day's popularity had grown to such a degree that everyone
— Livermore included — realized that the band had outgrown its record label. The trio left Lookout on
friendly terms and went in search of a label that could provide the kind of tour support and promotion it needed to advance
to the next level. After a short bidding war, the group signed with Reprise Records in April 1993 (part of the deal was that
Lookout would retain the rights to the first two albums). Green Day entered the studio, spending five weeks (instead of five
days) to complete recording on its third effort, Dookie, which packed fourteen songs into only thirty-nine minutes.
The album hit stores in February 1994, and within a couple of months, had sold more than a million copies, spurred on by copious
amounts of radio and MTV airplay for the singles "Welcome to Paradise" and "Longview."
As 1994 progressed, Green DayYs profile grew ever higher. After
completing its own club tour, the band joined the lineups of both the Lollapalooza Festival and Woodstock '94. Green Day's
Woodstock gig was one for the history books: a huge mud fight ensued between the band and the audience; so many mud-covered
fans wound up onstage by the end of the set that one of the security guards mistook Dirnt for a marauding fan and broke several
of his teeth while attempting to haul him off the stage. Later in the year, the band pulled off quite a feat, when it staged
an arena tour with no ticket prices set higher than $20. Throughout all these tours and festivals, fans came to rely on one
thing: that Armstrong was liable to drop his pants at any given moment. Unlike Jim Morrison, he didn't get into too much trouble
for his flashing ways, although he once had to pay a fine of $140 in Milwaukee.
When the touring and trou-dropping were finally over, American
sales of Dookie had surpassed the ten million mark — not too shabby for a band whose initial goal was just
to be the best immature, bratty punksters around. Although dead-tired, the punksters didnYt rest much in 1995. Both Armstrong
and Cool became fathers that year, and Dirnt got married. They recorded a song called "J.A.R." for the Angus soundtrack.
They also managed to complete another album, even though they fired their managers partway through recording sessions, because
they believed them to be responsible for leaking "J.A.R." to radio stations several weeks prior to the single's scheduled
debut. Despite all the legal and logistical problems that resulted from the firing, Insomniac was still released within
the year. Though the album didn't approach the success of Dookie, it still sold several million copies in the U.S.
Armstrong, Dirnt, and Cool took a much-needed break following
their tour in support of Insomniac. They spent the summer months of 1997 recording the eighteen-track Nimrod.
The album, released on October 14, features the lead-off single "Hitchin' a Ride." In an unusual move for Green Day, the record
includes a few guest performances: violinist Petra Haden of the band that dog lends a fiddle on "Hitchin' a Ride" and "Last
Ride In"; and horn players Gabriel McNair and Stephen Bradley appear on "King for a Day."                    
                                                                  
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