(Reporter: Billie Joe, it's certainly exciting to meet you here at the recording studio right after you've just made your very first record, how does it feel?Billie Joe: Uhhhh... wonderful!) She smashed the radioWith the board of educationTurn up the static left ofThe state of the nation Turn up the flameStep on the gasBurning the flag at half mastShe's a rebel's forgotten sonAn export of the revolution She is the first voiceOf the last ones in the lineShe'll drag the lakeTo keep the vendetta alive Bring in the head of the governmentThe dog ate the documentsomebody shot the PresidentAnd noone knows where Maria went? Maria,Maria,Maria, where did you go?... Be careful what your offeringYour breath lacks the convictionDrawing the line in the dirtBecause the last decision.. is no! She smashed the radioWith the board of educationTurn up the static left ofThe state of the nation Turn up the flameStep on the gasBurning the flag at half mastShe's a rebel's forgotten sonAn export of the revolution Maria,Maria,Maria, where did you go? Maria,Maria,Maria, where did you go?...

Wherever you goYou know I'll be thereIf you go far,You know I'll be thereI'll go anywhere,So I'll see you thereYou place the nameYou know I'll be thereYou name the timeYou know I'll be thereI'll go anywhereSo I'll see you there I don't care if you don't mindI'll be there not far behindI will dareKeep in mindI'll be there for you Where there's truthYou know I'll be thereAmongst the liesYou know I'll be thereI'll go anywhereSo I'll see you there I don't care if you don't mindI'll be there not far behindI will dareKeep in mindI'll be there for you If you should fallYou know I'll be thereTo catch the callYou I'll be thereI'll go anywhereSo I'll see you there I don't care if you don't mindI'll be there not far behindI will dareKeep in mindI don't careI'll be there for youI'll be there for you

I sit around and watch the tube, but nothing's onI change the channels for an hour or twoTwiddle my thumbs just for a bitI'm sick of all the same old shitIn a house with unlocked doorsAnd I'm fucking lazy Bite my lip and close my eyesTake me away to paradiseI'm so damn bored I'm going blindAnd I smell like shit Peel me off this velcro seat and get me movingI sure as hell can't do it by myselfI'm feeling like a dog in heatBarred indoors from the summer streetI locked the door to my own cellAnd I lost the key Bite my lip and close my eyesTake me away to paradiseI'm so damn bored I'm going blindAnd I smell like shit I got no motivationWhere is my motivation?No time for no motivationSmoking my inspiration Sit around and watch the phone, but no one's callingCall me pathetic, call me what you willMy mother says to get a jobBut she don't like the one she's gotWhen masturbation's lost its funYou're fucking breaking Bite my lip and close my eyesTake me away to paradiseI'm so damn boredI'm going blindAnd loneliness has to sufficeBite my lip and close my eyesI'm slipping away to ParadiseSome say, "Quit or I'll go blind"But it's just a myth

Dear mother, can you hear me whinin'?It's been three whole weeks since I have left your homeThis sudden fear has left me tremblin''Cause now it seems that I am out here on my ownAnd I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homesSome call it slum, some call it niceI want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my homeWelcome to Paradise A gunshot rings out at the stationAnother urchin snaps and left dead on his ownIt makes me wonder why I'm still hereFor some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my homeand I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homesSome call it slum, some call it niceI want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my homeWelcome to Paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughin'?It's been six whole months since I have left your homeIt makes me wonder why I'm still hereFor some strange reason, it's still now feeling like my homeand I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homesSome call it slum, some call it niceI want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my homeWelcome to Paradise

Do you have the time To listen to me whineAbout nothing and everything all at onceI am one of those Melodramatic foolsNeurotic to the bone, no doubt about it Sometimes I give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding upI think I'm cracking upAm I just paranoid?Or am I just stoned? I went to a shrink To analyze my dreamsShe says it's lack of sex that's bringing me downI went to a whoreHe said my life's a boreSo quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down Sometimes I give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding upI think I'm cracking upAnd am I just paranoid?Yeah, yeah, yeah Grasping to controlSo I better hold on Sometimes I give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding upI think I'm cracking upAm I just paranoid?Or am I just stoned?

Well, I heard you crying loudAll the way across town'Cause you've been searching for that someone And it's me out on the prowlAs you sit around feeling sorry for yourselfWell don't get lonely nowAnd dry your whining eyesI'm just roaming for the momentSleazin' my backyard, so don't get So uptight you've been thinking about ditching me No time to search the world around'Cause you know where I'll be foundWhen I come around I heard it all beforeSo don't knock down my doorI'm a loser and a user So I don't need no accuserTo try and slag me down because I know you're rightSo go do what you likeMake sure you do it wiseYou may find out that your self-doubt Means nothing was ever thereYou can't go forcing something if it's just not right No time to search the world around'Cause you know where I'll be foundWhen I come around No time to search the world around'Cause you know where I'll be foundWhen I come aroundWhen I come aroundWhen I come aroundWhen I come around

She, she screams in silenceA sullen riot penetrating through her mindWaiting for a signTo smash the silence with a brick of self control Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you?Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?Scream at me until my ears bleedI'm taking heed just for you She, she's figured outAll her doubts were someone else's point of viewWaking up this timeTo smash the silence with a brick of self control Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you?Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?Scream at me until my ears bleedI'm taking heed just for you Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you?Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?Scream at me until my ears bleedI'm taking heed just for you

My friend drove off the other day,And now he's gone and all they say,Is you gotta live 'cause life goes onBut now, I see, I'm mortal, tooI can't live my life like youGotta live it up while life goes on And I think it's all rightThat I do what I like 'cause that's the way I wanna liveAnd so I giveAnd I'm still giving And now, I wonder about my friendIf he gave all he could give'Cause he lived his life like I live mineIf you could see inside my head,Then you'd start to understandThe things I value in my heart And I think it's all rightThat I do what I like 'cause that's the way I wanna liveAnd so I giveAnd I'm still giving You know thatI know thatYou're watching me And I think it's all rightThat I do what I like 'cause that's the way I wanna liveAnd so I giveAnd I'm still giving Gotta make a planGotta do what's rightCan't run around in circles if you wanna build a lifeAnd I don't wanna make a plan for a day far awayWhile I'm young and while I'm able all I wanna do is....

I'm on a mission, I made my decisionTo lead a path of self-destructionA slow progression, killing my complexionAnd it's rotting out my teeth I'm on a rollNo self-controlI'm blowing off steam withMethamphetamineWell, don't know what I wantAnd that's all that I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my face Every hour, my blood is turning sourAnd my pulse is beating out of timeI found a treasure, filled with sick pleasureAnd it sits on a thick white line I'm on a rollNo self-controlI'm blowing off steam withMethamphetamineWell, don't know what I wantAnd that's all that I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my face I'm on a mission, I got no decisionLike a cripple running the rat raceWish in one hand and shit in the otherAnd see which one gets filled first I'm on a rollNo self-controlI'm blowing off steam withMethamphetamineWell, don't know what I wantAnd that's all that I've gotAnd I'm picking scabs off my face Geek... stink... breath!

I'm having trouble trying to sleepI'm counting sheep but running outAs time ticks byAnd still I tryNo rest for crosstops in my mindOn my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're going to bleedDried up and bulging out my skullMy mouth is dryMy face is numbFucked up and spun out in my roomOn my own, here we go My mind is set on overdriveThe clock is laughing in my faceA crooked spineMy senses dulledPassed the point of deliriumOn my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're going to bleedDried up and bulging out my skullMy mouth is dryMy face is numbFucked up and spun out in my roomOn my own, here we go