Listening, to the same band over again.
Routine, what can I say?
Singing, those lyrics in my head.
Their meaning, only I understand.

Get over them.
They're not as good as they were.
Get over them.
Go look for something better.

Billie, take me away with your voice.
Mike, play your bass bring me joy.
Tre, pound on your drums make some noise.
Green Day, these guys right here are my  boys.

Listening, to the same band over again.
Routine, what can I say?
Singing, those lyrics in my head.
Their meaning, only I understand.

Time and time again.
I hear they're just getting worse.
Ignoring them.
I blast my music louder.

Cause sometimes I give myself the creeps.
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me.

Green Day's as good as ever.
I'll adore this band forever.
Am I just obsessed or is this real fervor?

So I'm listening, to the same band over again.
Routine, what can I say?
Singing, those lyrics in my head.
Their meaning, only I understand.