The Grouch
I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you
Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six-pack of apathy
Life's a bitch and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat
Oh my God, I'm turning out like my dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you
The wife's a nag, and the kid's fucking up
I don't have sex 'cause I can't get it up
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me, so fuck you
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
'Til I grew up
(Sing)
I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you
Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six-pack of apathy
Life's a bitch, and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you
The world owes me, so fuck you
The world owes me, so fuck you
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you
Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six-pack of apathy
Life's a bitch and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat
Oh my God, I'm turning out like my dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you
The wife's a nag, and the kid's fucking up
I don't have sex 'cause I can't get it up
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me, so fuck you
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
'Til I grew up
(Sing)
I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you
Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six-pack of apathy
Life's a bitch, and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you
The world owes me, so fuck you
The world owes me, so fuck you
Credits
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Mike Dirnt
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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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