text: Dont wanna be an American idiot
  Dont wanna nation under the new mania
  And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
  The subliminal mind-fuck America
  Wow!
  Welcome to a new kind of tension
  All across the alien nation
  Where everything isnt meant to be okay
  Television dreams of tomorrow
  Were not the ones whore meant to follow
  For thats enough to argue
  Las Vegas!
  Well, maybe Im the faggot, America
  Im not a part of a redneck agenda
  Now еverybody do the fuckin Mormon
  And sing along to the agе of paranoia
  Vegas!
  Welcome to a new kind of tension
  All across the alien nation
  Where everything isnt meant to be okay
  Television dreams of tomorrow
  Were not the ones whore meant to follow
  For thats enough to argue
  Lets go fucking crazy!
  Stand up, you lazy motherfuckers!
  This is fucking Las Vegas!
  Everybody get your ass up!
  Get your ass up, Las Vegas!
  This aint fucking Reno, its Las Vegas!
  Hey! Hey!
  If you want to storm the aisle, please do
  This is fucking Las Vegas, its fucking Sin City, you fucking motherfuckers
  Theres a lot of fucking pop shit thats fucking coming your fucking way
  But Ill fucking tell you motherfuckers something...
  We aint come here to fucking pray to fucking God, Ill tell you that right now
  We fucking come here to fucking love!
  We come here to sin!
  We come here to live, get your fucking hands up in the air!
  Dont wanna be an American idiot
  One nation controlled by the media
  Information age of hysteri— Go!
  Welcome to a new kind of tension
  All across the alien nation
  Where everything isnt meant to be okay
  Television dreams of tomorrow
  Were not the ones whore meant to follow
  For thats enough to argue
  Las Vegas!
  Argh!
  Do you wanna start a fucking war?
  Hear the sound of the falling rain
  Coming down like an Armageddon flame 
  The shame, the ones who died without a name
  Hear the dogs howling out of key
  To a hymn called Faith and Misery 
  And bleed, the company lost the war today
  I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
  This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
  On holiday!
  Hear the drum pounding out of time
  Another protester has crossed the line 
  To find the moneys on the other side
  Begin!
  Can I get another Amen? 
  Theres a flag wrapped around a score of men 
  A gag, a plastic bag on a monument
  I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
  This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
  On holiday! 
  Get your fucking lazy hands up in the air!
  Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
  Bombs away is your punishment
  Pulverize the Eiffel towers
  Who criticize your government
  Bang bang goes the broken glass, and
  Kill all the fags that dont agree
  Trials by fire, setting fire
  Is not a way thats meant for me
  Just cause 
  Just cause 
  Because were outlaws, yeah!
  I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
  This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
  I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
  This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
  This is our lives on holiday!
  Las Vegas!
  You guys wanna hear a dirty fucking song right now?
  Wha...?
  One, two, three!
  Ahhh...
  This song is called Its Fuck Time!
  Oh, drop your laundry, and slam the door
  I want your love, so give me more
  I’m a beggar, but I don’t want a dime
  Ahhh...
  Oh, baby, baby, its fuck time
  You know I really wanna make you mine
  Oh, baby, baby, its fuck time
  There’s nothing left to say, yeah
  Take a look into my eyes
  I wanna hold you til Im paralyzed
  Wow!
  Oh yeah!
  Oh, Amanda Jones, your holy grace
  I wanna choke you til youre blue in the face
  Got dirty thoughts and a dirty mind
  Ahhh...
  Oh, baby, baby, its fuck time
  You know I really wanna make you mine
  Oh, baby, baby, its fuck time
  There’s nothing left to say, yeah
  Take a look into my eyes
  I wanna hold you til youre paralyzed
  Wow!
  Take a look into my eyes
  I wanna hold you til youre paralyzed
  Take a look into my eyes
  I wanna fuck you, you fucking Rihanna. 
  Ahhh!
  I sit around and watch the tube, but nothings on
  I change the channels for an hour or two
  Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
  Im sick of all the same old shit
  In a house with unlocked doors, and Im fuckin lazy
  Bite my lip and close my eyes
  Take me away to paradise
  Im so damn bored, Im going blind
  And I smell like shit
  Cha
  You know when theres a fucking Sox fan right here
  I fucking hate this shit
  Here, you fucking hold this thing
  Hold this, Im coming down there
  Right, hold on, hold on to me, goddammit
  Im gonna fucking...die
  Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving
  I sure as hell cant do it... 
  Alright!
  Im feeling like a dog in heat
  Barred indoors from the summer street
  I locked the door to my own cell and I lost the key
  I got no motivation
  Where is my motivation?
  No time for motivation
  Smoking my inspiration, hwoo!
  Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
  I sit around and watch the phone, but no ones calling
  Call me pathetic, call me what you will 
  Get up, you motherfucker!
  My mother says to get a job
  But she dont like the one shes got
  Go!
  Bite my lip and close my eyes
  Take me away to paradise
  Im so damn bored, Im going blind
  And loneliness has to suffice
  Bite my lip and close my eyes
  Im slipping away to paradise
  Some say quit or Ill go blind
  But its just a myth, yeah
  Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
  Come here, you wanna be-- Ill dance with you
  Come here, Ill dance with you
  Oh, come here, no no no, you, I wanna dance with you
  Come here, come on, come on, come on out
  I dance real good
  No-no, Im a sweet dancer, look at me
  Come on now, come on now
  Come on now, I swear to God
  Im really good on the first date
  Im really good on the first date
  She wont do it?
  Yeah, she wont do it?
  S-she wont do it?
  How about you?
  Alright. I-I- Okay, how about you?
  How about you, okay? I-I...
  Ill be really naughty on the first date with you
  Come here, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
  Come here
  Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
  Oh love, oh love, wont you rain on me tonight?
  Oh life, oh life, please dont pass me by
  Dont stop, dont stop, dont stop when the red lights flash
  Oh ride, free ride, wont you take me close to you?
  Get your hands up in the air!
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Im wearing my heart on a noose
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Tonight my hearts on the loose
  Oh lights and action, I just cant be satisfied
  Oh losers and choosers, wont you please hold on my life?
  Oh hours, and hours, like the dog years of the day
  Get those hands up!
  Old story, same old story, wont you see the light of day?
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Im wearing my heart on a noose
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Tonight my hearts on the loose
  Get those fists in the air!
  Talk myself out of feeling, talk my way out of control
  Talk myself out of falling in love, falling in love with Las Vegas!
  Get those hands up!
  They say we got nine minutes left
  I say fucking boo to that fucking bullshit
  You want a fucking rock show, Las Vegas?
  I say scream your fucking asses all fine!
  Get em up!
  Oh love, oh love, wont you rain on me tonight?
  Oh ride, free ride, wont you take me close to you?
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Im wearing my heart on a noose
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Tonight my hearts on the loose
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Im wearing my heart on a noose
  Far away, far away, waste away tonight
  Tonight my hearts on the loose
  Tonight my hearts on the loose
  Tonight my hearts on the loose!
  Man, fuck this shit!
  Here, take this, you guys take this, take this, take this, this belongs to you now
  Are you ready, Las Vegas?
  Get your hands up in the air!
  One! Two! One, two, one-two-three-four...
  St. Jimmys comin down across the alleyway
  Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
  Light of a silhouette, hes insubordinate
  Coming at you on the count of one, two...
  My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
  Suicide commando that your momma talked about
  King of the forty thieves, and Im here to represent
  The needle in the vein of the establishment
  Im the patron saint of the denial
  With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
  Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
  I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allan Poe
  Raised in the city in the halo of lights
  The product of war and fear that weve been victimized
  Im the patron saint of the denial
  With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
  Are you talking to me?
  Ahhh!
  Get your hands up!
  St. Jimmy!
  Ow!
  Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, lets go!
  My name is St. Jimmy, Im a son of a gun
  Im the one thats from the way outside, now
  A teenage assassin executing some fun
  In the cult of the life of crime, now
  I really hate to say it, but I told you so
  So shut your mouth before I shoot you down, ol boy
  Welcome to the club and give me some blood
  Im the resident leader...
  Get your hands up!
  Its comedy and tragedy
  Its St. Jimmy, and thats my name
  And dont you fucking wear it out!
  Jesus Christ, weve got four fucking minutes left?
  The fuck am I gonna do with four fucking minutes?
  Yeah, Ill bring your fucking Usher back up here, goddammit
  They give ya a fucking minute per fucking song
  Ive been around for fucking twenty-five years, Las Vegas
  I got at least one minute per fucking song, Ill tell you that right now
  Ill tell you one thing
  Ill say Julio César Chávez has got one fucking minute to knock out fucking... fucking, some motherfucker from fucking Argentina, Ill tell you that
  Do you have the time
  To listen to me whine
  About nothing and everything all at once?
  I am one of those
  Melodramatic fools
  Deurotic to the bone, no doubt about it
  Everybody!
  Sometimes, I give myself the creeps
  Sometimes, my mind plays tricks on me
  It all keeps adding up
  I think Im cracking up
  Am I just paranoid?
  Las Vegas!
  And I went to a shrink
  To analyze my dreams
  She says its lack of sex thats bringing me down
  And I went to a whore
  He said my lifes a bore
  So quit my whining cause its bringing her down
  Sometimes, I give myself the creeps
  Sometimes, my mind plays tricks on me
  It all keeps adding up
  I think Im cracking up
  Am I just paranoid?
  Las Vegas, get your fucking hands together!
  Grasping to...
  Ah, fuck this shit
  Im gonna play a fucking new song, fuck this shit
  Give me a fucking break, one minute left
  One minute fucking left
  Youre gonna give me fucking one minute?
  The-there, look at that fucking sign right there
  One minute!
  Let me fucking tell you something, let me tell you something
  Ive been around since fucking 198-fucking-8
  And youre gonna give me one fucking minute?
  You gonna be fucking kidding me!
  Youre fucking kidding me
  What the fuck?
  Im not fucking Justin Beiber, you motherfuckers!
  Youve gotta be fucking joking
  This is a fucking joke!
  I got one minute, one minute left...
  Oh, now I got nothing left
  Now I got nothing left
  Let me show you what one fucking minute fucking means!
  One minute!
  God, fucking love you all
  Well be back