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Hey everyone,welcome to funkychick91. I hope you have a great time looking around my site. Dont forget to have a look at my pictures and animations and dont forget to sign my guest book. Thankyou!! Enjoy....... Love chelsea xxxxx Turn up your Volume to listen to "American Idiot" P.S THIS PAGE IS 100% GREEN DAY AND BILLIE JOE!! P.SS DONT FORGET TO VOTE..I HAVE A FEW POLLS. Take the What Member of Green Day am I most Like? Quiz at GDA Take the What Member of Green Day am I most Like? Quiz at GDA Take the What Member of Green Day am I most Like? Quiz at GDA BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing thats beating Sometimes I wish that someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone Ah-ah,Ah-ah,Ah-ah,Ah-ah, Ah-ah,Ah-ah,A-ah I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone Read between the lines What's ***** up and everythings alright Check my vital signs To know I'm still alive and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing thats beating Sometimes I wish that someone out there will find me Ah-ah,Ah-ah,Ah-ah,Ah-ah, Ah-ah,Ah-ah,A-ah I walk alone I walk a... I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone... KING FOR A DAY Album: Nimrod Written by Billie Joe Armstrong Started at the age of 4. My mother went to the grocery store. Went sneaking through her bedroom door to find something in a size 4. Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls. GI Joe in panty hose is making room the one and only. King for a day, princess by dawn. King for a day in a leather thong. King for a day, princess by dawn. Just wait 'til all the guys get get a load of me. My daddy threw me in therapy. He thinks I'm not a real man. Who put the drag in the drag queen. Don't knock it until you tried it. WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends Like my fathers come to pass Seven years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when September ends Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends Ring out the bells again Like we did when spring began Wake me up when September ends Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when September ends Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends Like my father's come to pass Twenty years has gone so fast Wake me up when September ends Wake me up when September ends Wake me up when September ends JESUS OF SUBURBIA Album: American Idiot Written by Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, & Tre Cool I. JESUS OF SUBURBIA I'm the son of rage and love, The Jesus of suburbia, From the bible of "none of the above", On a steady diet of soda pop and ritalin, No one ever died for my sins in hell, As far as I can tell, At least the ones I got away with But there's nothing wrong with me, This is how I'm supposed to be, In a land of make believe, That don't believe in me Get my television fix, Sitting on my crucifix, The living room in my private womb, While the Mom's and Brad's are away, To fall in love and fall in debt, To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane, To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine II. CITY OF THE DAMNED At the center of the earth, In the parking lot, Of the 7-11 where I was taught, The motto was just a lie It says: home is where your heart is, But what a shame, 'Cause everyone's heart, Doesn't beat the same, We're beating out of time City of the dead, At the end of another lost highway, Signs misleading to nowhere, City of the damned, Lost children with dirty faces today, No one really seems to care I read the graffiti, In the bathroom stall, Like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall, And so it seemed to confess, It didn't say much, But it only confirmed that, The center of the earth, Is the end of the world And I could really care less III. I DON'T CARE I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't, I don't care if you don't care Everyone Is So Full Of Shit! Born and raised by hypocrites, Hearts recycled but never saved, From the cradle to the grave, We are the kids of war and peace, From Anaheim to the middle east, We are the stories and disciples of, The Jesus Of Suburbia Land of make believe, And it don't believe in me, Land of make believe, And I don't believe, And I don't care! IV. DEARLY BELOVED Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying, Are we demented? Or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy can you please fill the void? Am I Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused, For the lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse V. TALES FROM ANOTHER BROKEN HOME To live and not to breathe, Is to die in tragedy, To run, to run away, To find what you believe, And I leave behind, This hurricane of fucking lies, I lost my faith to this, This town that don't exist So I run, I run away To the light of masochists, And I leave behind, This hurricane of fucking lies, And I walked this line, A million and one fucking times, But not this time I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go, Running away from pain, When you've been victimized, Tales from another broken home You're leaving... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah you're leaving home... GOOD RIDDENCE (TIME OF YOUR LIFE) Album: Nimrod, International Superhits Written by Billie Joe Armstrong Another turning point A fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist Directs you where to go So make the best of this test And don't ask why It's not a question But a lesson learned in time It's something unpredictable But in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life So take the photographs And still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial For what it's worth It was worth all the while It's something unpredictable But in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life..... It's something unpredictable But in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life..... It's something unpredictable But in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life..... Which member of Green Day is your favourite? Billie Joe Armstrong Mike Dirnt Tre Cool    Free polls from Pollhost.com Which is your favourite Green Day album? Dookie Insomniac Nimrod Warning International Superhits Shenanigans American Idiot    Free polls from Pollhost.com