Rusty James (GREEN DAY)

This whiskey sour, amateur hour
Raise your glass and toast your friends
Some day we will fight again, well
Your enemies, your tragedies
Pocket knives and rusty chains
Where in the hell is the old gang at?

And all the losers
Can’t even win for losing
And the beginners
Don’t even know what song they’re singing

2x
Well there’s no one left around
And you’re the last gang in town
And your heart can’t even break
When it doesn’t even pound

This broken scene is turning green
Brass knuckles left in the rain
Death wish kids among the living
I wanna ride on the divided
Anything but the mainstream
Where the fuck is your old gang, man?

And all the losers
Can’t even win for losing
And the beginners
Don’t even know what song they’re singing

2x
Well there’s no one left around
And you’re the last gang in town
And your heart can’t even break
When it doesn’t even pound

So long…
Didn’t even say a goodnight
So long…
There’s nowhere to go
When you’re hiding in plain sight

4x
Well there’s no one left around
And you’re the last gang in town
And your heart can’t even break
When it doesn’t even pound

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