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Homecomin' (Nobody Likes You) - Demo
Green Day
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Everyone left the studio
And I'm recording all alone
Everyone left the studio but me
Hey!
Everyone left the studio
Left me recording all alone
Everyone left the studio
But me, me, myself and I
Me, myself and I (by myself), hey!
Me, myself and I (by myself), hey!
Me, myself and I
Yeah!
I was away from the studio
I went to the County Jail
I got myself in some trouble again
And now I got work detail
And Mike is taking over
He's just not answering his cell
Now everyone runs for cover
'Cause Mike's all by himself
Ooh-ooh, la-la-la-la
Ooh-ooh, la-la-la-la
Ooh-ooh, la-la-la-la
Ooh-ooh, la-la-la-la
Where did everyone go?
I'm all alone
Hey, where's everyone at?
What the fuck? I showed up on time
Every day I get here on time
And you guys aren't here
Where'd everyone go? (Fuck!)
Your friends don't need you
Nobody likes you
They're all out without you
Having fun
Your friends left without you
Nobody likes you
They're all out without you
Having fun
No one knows what it's like
Alone with Mike
Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike, mad, mad, mad, mad at me
I went to the warehouse
I'm in love with Jimmy Boom (not for nomma nuts?)
He showed me the mystery
I showed him my fridge's room
Case he went with worrying
By the reed in Danville
He had his concert there
That's when I heard my phone ring
Hallo, no, fuck you, just go
I don't care, I don't, I don't know
I smashed my phone
I got in my SUV
Drove back to the studio
Mike and Bill were wondering, wondering
Where did our drummer go?
Well, nobody cares, well, nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Well, nobody cares, well, nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Billie's filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th Street
He's not listening to a word now
He's in his own world and he's daydreaming
He'd rather be doing something else now
Like hanging out with Mike, Trรฉ Cool, Chris and Kenny
His wife's on the phone with anxiety now
And she's had enough and he's had plenty
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here
(Ah-ah) so far away, I don't wanna stay
(Ah) get me outta here right now (la-la-la)
(Ah-ah) I just wanna be free, is there a possibility?
(Ah) get me outta here right now (la-la-la)
Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike and Trรฉ
I fell asleep while watching Spike TV
After ten cups of coffee and you're still not here
Dreamin' of a song, but somethin' went wrong
And you can't tell anyone 'cause no one's here
Left me here alone and I shoulda stayed home
After ten cups of coffee, I'm thinkin'
(Where'd you go?) Nobody likes you, everyone left you
(Where'd you go?) They're all out without you, havin' fun
(Where'd you go?) Everyone left you, nobody likes you
(Where'd you go?) They're all out without you, havin' fun
(Where'd you go?)
Jeez, ah
I got a rock and roll band, I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend and another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house, I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums and I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York, I got a kid in the Bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin' in over 22 days
So get off my case, off of my case
Off of my case
Hey!
Here they come, marchin' down the street (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Comin' back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come, and it's goin' nowhere (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Nobody ever said that life was fair now (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Go-carts and guns are treasures, they will bear
In the summer heat
(Me, myself and I) the world is spinnin' 'round
(Me, myself and I) and 'round and in and out again
(Me, myself and I) we're not the only ones who fear breakin' down
So send my love a letterbomb and visit me in hell
We're the ones goin'
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
I started fuckin' runnin' as soon as my feet touched ground
We're back in the barrio, and to you and me, that's Jingle town, that's
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home, we're comin' home again
Home (no, fuck you, just go, I don't care, I don't, I don't know, I smashed my phone)
We're comin' home again (just go, I don't care, I don't)
Nobody likes you, everyone left you
They're all out without you havin' fun
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