Too Dumb to Die
Oh, oh, I love you
Oh, oh, I do
I got a sentimental illness for you
Please don't go away, oh yeah
I was a high school atom bomb
Going off on the weekends
Smoking dope and mowing lawns
And I hated all the new trends
Me and my friends sang, "Woah-ooh-woah-oh" (woah-ooh-woah)
Here's to the middle of the road
At least it's better than here
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was Santa Claus
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to die
My daddy always was on strike
Going off with the Teamsters
He said that everything will be alright
Not every Sunday can be Easter
The Picket-Line screamed, "Woah-ooh-woah-oh" (woah-ooh-woah)
Don't cross, don't cross the line
Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was camouflage
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to...
Haha, yeah, hey
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was camouflage
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to die
Oh, oh, I do
I got a sentimental illness for you
Please don't go away, oh yeah
I was a high school atom bomb
Going off on the weekends
Smoking dope and mowing lawns
And I hated all the new trends
Me and my friends sang, "Woah-ooh-woah-oh" (woah-ooh-woah)
Here's to the middle of the road
At least it's better than here
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was Santa Claus
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to die
My daddy always was on strike
Going off with the Teamsters
He said that everything will be alright
Not every Sunday can be Easter
The Picket-Line screamed, "Woah-ooh-woah-oh" (woah-ooh-woah)
Don't cross, don't cross the line
Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was camouflage
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to...
Haha, yeah, hey
Looking for a cause
Well all I got was camouflage
I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die
I feel like a cello
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high, too scared to dream
But too dumb to die
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Ryan Pritchard
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- American Idiot (20th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)
- American Idiot (20th Anniversary - Jesus of Suburbia)
- American Idiot - 20th Anniversary - Becoming Who We Are
- American Idiot - 20th Anniversary - On Holiday
- Saviors
- One Eyed Bastard
- Dilemma
- Look Ma, No Brains!
- The American Dream Is Killing Me
- Dookie (30th Anniversary Outtakes)
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