歌手:Green Day
专辑:《¡TRÉ!》

作词 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
作曲 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yeayea
Calling all demons, this is the season
Next stop is therapy

With the retarded and the broken hearted
The seasonal misery

Here’s to the wasted
I can almost taste it
The rejects waste their times

We’re gonna take it further
Get away with murder
And no one here is getting out alive

Here’s to all God’s losers la la la la ley
Ba ba damfi hersh benzib
Here’s to all blood suckers
Sing along with me
Cause we don’t say bells no 1, 2, 3
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea

We’re too old to be misbehaved

We sold our souls and so ashamed of ourselves

So we wait for this judgment day

Write me a letter and send it to my grave yea

Upper tap beyond intervention

**** the world, this is my revolution

Long lost souls and living in cages

I’m all up in this, it’s one for the ages

I got the edge to pitch and touch
The tables turn to crash and burn
And you’ll remember all this time

Make my team, it’s gone to life

Our duty and our honor side

I’m watching people pushing pride

I’ll drop a line on your best friend’s ashes

Just dust when the red light flashes

What the **** does OK stand for?

When the afterlife is something worth dying for

I got the edge to pitch and touch
The tables turn to crash and burn

And you’ll remember all this time

Make my team, it’s gone to life

Our duty and our honor side

I’m watching people pushing pride
The life

Well California’s burning to the ground

And Julian that walks on holy ground

Where there’s smoke there’s fire burning out the lights

Cause California’s burning down tonight

To the ground

Calling all demons, this is the season
Next stop is therapy

With the retarded and the broken hearted
The seasonal misery

Here’s to the wasted
I can almost taste it
The rejects waste their times

We’re gonna take it further
Get away with murder
And no one here is getting out alive

Here’s to all God’s losers la la la la ley
Ba ba damfi hersh benzib
Here’s to all blood suckers
Sing along with me
donCause we ’t say no straight 1, 2, 3
We’re carried away, carried away, carried away

We’re carried away, carried away, carried away

We’re carried away, carried away, carried away

We’re carried away, carried away, carried away

We’re carried away, carried away, carried away

We’re carried away, carried away, carried away