ballyhoo

Green Day

Hurry up, hurry up, get moving
Just to fall down again
I m looking like a jerk, looking like a jerk
And I m feeling like a lunatic
Fuck it up, live it up, and give up
Stay-at-home wanderlust
I m gonna lollygag in a sleeping bag
I m as useless as a drum and a crippled ballerina

Some days I m reaching for a blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I m reaching for a knife, I gotta let it go
So no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
Madness, ballyhoo

Hey
Yuh

Listen up, listen I ve been drinking
Touched by the hand of luck
I m waiting on the sun, waiting on the sun
Like a star that s blowing up
It s a curse, it s at worst a blessing
God and his only son
Ah, mama raised the bomb, chewing bubblegum
With a head full of trouble and a lesser main offender

Some days I m reaching for a blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I m reaching for a knife, I gotta let it go
So no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
Madness, ballyhoo

Some days I m reaching for a blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I m reaching for a knife, I gotta let it go
Some days I m reaching for a blade, I gotta let it go
Sometimes I m reaching for a knife, I gotta let it go
So no hard feelings, climb the ceiling
Madness, ballyhoo

Hey
Yuh