I really need a Holiday. Some Island In The Sun would do, maybe somewhere in Africa or perhaps just Beverly Hills will do since after all I’m Living in L.A. where it always Feels Like Summer. It’s just that this American Idiot is making me jaded, I mean he’s a total Basket Case.
Say It Ain’t So, was that Uma Thurman? Anyway, this Boulevard of Broken Dreams feels like it’s been going on for Centuries. And if we can’t get that Good Riddence and Sugar, We’re Goin Down anyway maybe let’s just Dance, Dance till September Ends.