Warning (2000)

All words by Billie Joe except "Misery" by Green Day.  Music by Green Day.

 Warning
 Blood, Sex, and Booze
 Church On Sunday
 Fashion Victim
 Castaway
 Misery
 Dead Beat Holiday
 Hold On
 Jack Ass
 Waiting
 Minority
 Macy's Day Parade

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Warning

This is a public service announcement
This is only a test
Emergency evacuation protest
May impair your ability to operate machinery
Can't quite tell just what it means to me
Keep out of reach of children
Don't you talk to strangers
Get your philosophy from a bumper sticker

Chorus:
Warning, live without warning
I said warning, live without warning
Without, alright

Better homes and safety sealed communities
Did you remember to pay the utility?
Caution: police line, you better not cross
Is the cop or am I the one that's really dangerous?
Sanitation, expiration date 
Pushing everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

(chorus)
Blood, Sex, and Booze

Waiting in a room
All dressed up and bound and gagged up to a chair
It's so unfair
I don't dare move
For the pain she puts me through is what I need
So make it bleed
I'm in distress
Oh mistress I confess so do it one more time
These handcuffs are too tight, well
You know I will obey
So please don't make me pay
For blood, sex, and booze
You give me
Some say I'm disturbed
But it's what I deserve
I've got a lesson to be learned
From a girl called "Kill"
My head is in the gutter
Thank you sir
Strike up another mandolin
Of discipline				
Throw me to the dogs
Let them eat my flesh
Down to the wood
It feels so good
Church On Sunday

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend everything's alright now
I'm not getting any younger
As long as you don't get any older
I'm not gonna state that yesterday never was
Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
When I say
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me I'll die for you
And this compromise

I hereby solemly swear to tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth is what I'll ever hear from you now
Trust is a dirty word that comes from such a liar
But respect is something I will earn 
If you have faith in me

Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
When I say
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me I'll die for you
And this compromise
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me I'll die for you
And this compromise
Let's go
Fashion Victim

He's a victim of his own time
In his vintage suit and tie
He's a casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
When the seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And you follow your dress codes
What's in the name?
She's a scented magazine
Looking sharp and living clean
Living well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
When you're dancing through your wardrobe
To the anorex-a go-go
Cloaked with style for pedophiles
As your credit card explodes
Well you auction off your life
For the most expensive price
Going once, going twice, it's gone
What's in the name?
What's in the name?
What's in the name?
Castaway

I'm on a sentimental journey
into sight and sound
Of no return and no looking back or down
A consciencious objector to the war that's in my mind
Leaving in the lurch and I'm taking back what's mine

Chorus:
I'm on a mission into destination unknown
An expedition onto desolation road
Where I'm a
Castaway
Going at it alone
Castaway
Now I'm on my own
Castaway
Going at it alone
Castaway
Now I'm on my own
Lost and found
Trouble bound
Castaway

I'm riding on the night train and I'm driving stolen cars
Testing out my nerves out on the boulevard
Spontaneous combustion in the corners of my mind
Leaving in the lurch and I'm taking back what's mine

(chorus)

Misery

Virginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A.
She had a compund fracture in the trunk
It started when she ran away		
Thumbs out on the interstate
She hitched a ride to Misery

Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident
He fell into the city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps upon the Haight
Panhandling misery

And he's gonna get high when he's low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery

Well, Vinny was a hustler out of Amsterdam
He ran the drug cartel in Tinsel Town
They found him in a Cadillac
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat
In the name of misery

Then Gina hit the road to New York City
Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked
She stopped in Vegas to elope			
With Virginia and a dope
Who kissed the bride eternally

And they're gonna get high high high
When they're low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why			
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery

Well hell's hounds on your trail now once again, boy
It's groping on your leg until it sleeps	
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
'Cuz it's not what you make, it's what you leave

And we're gonna get high high high
When we're low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why			
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery
 Dead Beat Holiday

Wake up, the house is on fire
And the cat's caught in the dryer
Philosophy's a liar when your home is your headstone
When there's no such thing as heroes
Your fate lies in the ditch that you dug yourself in
Hold On

As I step to the edge of a shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
Like the pulse of the drum that hammers on and on
Till I reach the break of day
When the sun beats down on the halfway house
As my conscience beating
The sound of my (?) as I (?)
As I reach the break of day
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing's left to hold on to
Gotta hold on, hold on to yourself

One cry alone
A plea for peace
And my conscience beating
It's not what I want for it's all that I need to reach the break of day
So I run to the edge of a shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
(?) of my youth as I halt to the break of day
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing's left to cling on to
Gotta hold on, hold on to yourself
Jackass

To know you is to hate you 
So loving you must be like suicide
Well I don't mind if you don't mind
Cause I am not the one that's gonna die
I guess I just can't listen to this one sided conversation again
Cause I don't care if I don't care
Well no one ever said that life was fair
Well everybody loves a joke but no one likes a fool
You're always cracking the same old lines again
You're well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity
The center of attention
And an honorable mention once again
Congratulations, exalutations
A figment of your own imagination

To know you is to bait you
But you fell victim to your own denial
Well I don't mind if you don't mind
You're wasting all your time
Waiting

I've been waiting a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all
Downtown lights will be shining
On me like a new diamond
ring out under the midnight hour

Well no one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late ready or not at all

Chorus:
Well, I'm so much closer than I have ever known
Wake up
(Better thank your lucky stars)

Dawning of a new era
Calling don't let it catch you falling
Ready or not at all
It's so close
Enough to taste it
Almost I can embrace this feeling on the tip of my tongue

(Chorus)

(instrumental interlude)

(Chorus)

I've been waiting a lifetime
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all

Dumbstruck
Color me stupid
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Where I'm going if I get there at all

Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars

Macy's Day Parade

Today's the Macy's Day Parade
Night of the living dead is on it's way
With a credit report for duty call
It's a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin ten percent more free
Red light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
What's the consolation prize?
Economy-sized dreams of hope

When I was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
Oh but I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between thieves and crooks
When all along it was me and you

So give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Cause I'm thinking 'bout a brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cause now I know it's all that I wanted

(instrumental interlude)

What's the consolation prize?
Economy-sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Cause I'm thinking 'bout a brand new hope
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinkin bout the only road
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinking 'bout a brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cause now I know it's all that I wanted