USD Magazine Spring 2006

But it’s home to me and I walk City of the damne kids of war an calm COOL , [CONNECTED] and W h e n f i l m p r o d u c e r T i m L y n c h i s i n c h a r g e , S E R E N I T Y R U L E S igns misleading to nowhere American Idiot elcome to a new kind of tension. Television dreams of tomorrow. rything isn’t meant to be okay. On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin d there’s nothing wrong This is how I’m supposed to b The living room or my private womb all in love and fall in debt At the center of the Earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught But what a sha Cause everyone’s heart do sn’t beat the same It’s beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere read the graffiti Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall t the end of another lost highway rom the cradle to the grave Across the alien nation s of war and peace Land of make Land of make believe The space that’s in between insane and insecure Nobody ’s pe r f ec t and I s t and accus ed To live and not to breathe To find what you The ones who died without a name apologi I beg t dre Hear the find, the money’s on the other I beg to dream and differ from This is the dawning of the rest I walk a lonely road On the Boulevard of B e Bou l evard of Broken Drea ms lk alone Lost and found city Bit Give me Dearly beloved are you listening? Everything isn’t meant to be okay. Television dreams One nation controlled by the media. Read between the lines

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me

No one really seems to care

Lost children with dirty faces today

ear the sound of the falling rain