그린 데이(Green Day)는 빌리 조 암스트롱, 마이크 던트, 트레 쿨로 구성된 미국 캘리포니아 주 출신 록 밴드이다. 그린 데이는 다른 캘리포니아 밴드인 오프스프링이나 랜시드와 함께 1990년대 미국 내에서 펑크 록을 전파하는 데 큰 공헌을 했다. 이들은 팝 펑크 밴드인 섬 41, 굿 샬럿, 블링크-182 등에도 영향을 미쳤다.
그린 데이는 미국에서 2200만 장 이상의 음반 판매고를 올렸으며, 세계적으로 6000만 장 이상의 음반 판매고를 올렸다. 1994년 발매되어 큰 성공을 거둔 《Dookie》는 다이아몬드 판매량을 인증받았으며, 그래미상 "최고의 얼터너티브 음악 음반(Best Alternative Music Album)"을 수상하였다. 이어서 발매된 음반들도 《Dookie》 만큼은 아니었으나 좋은 성적을 거두었다. 2004년 발매된 《American Idiot》는 평론이나 상업적인 측면에서 매우 큰 성공을 거두며, 그래미상 "최고의 록 음반(Best Rock Album)"을 수상하였다. 이 앨범은 R&B, 힙합 등 흑인 음악이 장악한 미국 음악 시장에서 록 밴드의 부활을 일깨우며 600만장 이상의 실판매고를 기록하였고, 앨범 판매량뿐만 아니라 그린데이에게 각종 시상식에서 수많은 상을 안겨주었다. 앨범의 첫번째 싱글인 "American idiot"이 2005년 그래미 어워드 "올해의 레코드"에 노미네이트 되었으며, 두번째 싱글인 "Boulevard of broken dreams"는 2006년 초에 열린 그래미 시상식에서 머라이어 캐리, 카니예 웨스트 등 쟁쟁한 후보들을 제치고 "올해의 레코드" 부문을 수상하였다. Boulevard of broken dreams는 흑인음악이 대부분이었던 당시의 빌보드 싱글차트에서 무려 2위까지 오르며 좋은 성적을 거두었다. 또한, 2005년 여름의 MTV 비디오 뮤직어워드(VMA)에서는 올해의 비디오, 최우수 그룹 비디오, 최우수 록비디오 등 무려 7개 부문을 석권하였다. .... ....
What brings you around? Did you lose something the last time you were here? You'll never find it now It's buried deep with your identity So stand aside and let the next one pass Don't let the door kick you in the ass There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 Don't even try... Exit out the back And never show your head around again Purchase your ticket And quickly take the last train out of town So stand aside and let the next one pass Don't ket the door kick you in the ass There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 Don't even try... There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 There's no return from 86 Don't even try...
Mom and dad don't look so hot these days They're getting over the hill Death is closing in and catching up As far as I can tell Got a plan of action and cold blood And it smells of defiance I'll just wait for mom and dad to die And got my inheritance Now I want more 'cause i'm getting bored And i'm going nowhere fast I was once filled with doubt Now it's all figured out Nothing good can last Crows feet and rot are setting in And time is running out My parent's income interest rate Is gaining higher clout I'm a snot nosed slob Without a job And I know I damn well should Mom and dad don't look so hot these days But my future's looking good
I'm not part of your elite I'm just alright Class structure waving colors Bleeding from my throat Not subserviant to you i'm just alright Down classed by the powers that be Give me loss of hope Cast out... buried in a hole Struck down... forcing me to fall Destroyed... giving up the fight I know i'm not alright What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright? Take it from my dignity Waste it until it's dead Throw me back into the gutter 'cause it's alright Find another pleasure fucker Drag them down to hell
I'm on a mission I made my decision To lead a path of self destruction A slow progression Killing my complexion And it's rotting out my teeth I'm on a roll No self comtrol I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine Don't know what I want That's all that i've got And i'm picking scabs off my face Every hour my blood is turning sour And my pulse is beating out of time I found a treasure Filled with sick pleasure And it sits on a thin white line I'm on a mission I got no decision Like a cripple running the rat race Wish in one hand shit in the other And see which one gets filled first
I'm just a mutt And nowhere is my home Where dignity's a land mine In the school of lost hope I've panhandled for a life because I'm not afraid to beg Hand me down your lost and founds Of second hand regret You better swallow your pride Or you're gonna choke on it You better digest your values Because they turn to shit Honor's gonna knock you down Before your chance to stand up and fight I know i'm not the one I got no pride Sects of disconnection And traditions of lost faith No culture's worth a stream of piss Or a bullet in my face To hell with unity Seperation's gonna kill us all Torn to shreds and disjointed Before the final fall
I've got a knack for fucking everything up My temper flies and I get myself all wound up My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high I lose control and I get myself all wound up Tension mounts and I fly off the wall I self destruct and I get myself all wound up Petulance and irritation sets in I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up Killed my composure and it will never come back Loss of control and I get myelf all wound up Blown out of proportion again My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up Spontaneous combustion Panic attack I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up
Ready for a cheap escape On the brink of self destruction Widespread panic Broken glass inside my head Bleeding down these thoughts of Anguish... mass confusion The world is a sick machine Breeding a mass of shit With such a desolate conclusion Fill the void with... I don't care There's a plague inside of me Eating at my disposition Nothing's left Torn out of reality Into a state of no opinion Limp with hate
Standing on the corner of Stuart and the avenue Ripping up my transfer And a photograph of you You're a blur of my dead past and rotting existance As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance Destiny is dead In the hands of bad luck Before it might have made some sense But now it's all fucked up Seasons change as well as minds And i'm a two faced clown You're mommy's little nightmare Driving daddy's car around I'm beat down and half brain dead The long lost king of fools I may be dumb But i'm not stupid enough to stay with you
I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by And still I try No rest for crosstops in my mind On my own... here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room On my own... here we go My mind is set on overdrive The clock is laughing in my face A crooked spine My sense dulled Passed the point of delerium On my own... here we go
Somebody keep my balance I think i'm falling off Into a state of regression The expiration date Rapidly coming up It's leaving me behind to rank Always move forward Going "straight" will get you nowhere There is no progress Evolution killed it all I found my place in nowhere I'm taking one step sideways Leading with my crutch Got a fucked up equilibrium Count down from 9 to 5 Hooray ! we're gonna die ! Blessed into our extinction
Boxed up All of her favorite things Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale Big plans and leaving friends and A westbound sign Weighed out Her choices on a scale Prevailing nothing made sense Just transportation and a Blank decision... she's taking off No time and no copping out She's burning daylight and petrol Blacked out the rearview mirror Heading westward on Strung out On confusion road And ten minute nervous breakdowns Xanex a beer for thought And she determined... she's taking off Is it salvation ? Or an escape from discontent ? Will she find her name In the california cement ? Punched out of the grind That punched her one too many times... Is tragedy 2000 miles away ? She's taking off
Cheapskate on the hill A thrill seeker making deals Sugar city urchin wasting time Town of lunatics Begging for another fix Turning tricks for speedballs One more night Making your rounds once again Turning up empty handed Bumming a ride Burning daylight Last up at dawn... tight wad hill Drugstore hooligan Another white trash mannequin On display to rot up on the hill Living out a lie But having the time of his life Hating every minute of his existance
Do as I say not as I do because The shit so deep you can't run away I beg to differ on the contrary I agree with every word that you say Talk is cheap and lies are expensive My wallet's fat and so is my head Hit and run and then i'll hit you again I'm a smart ass but i'm playing dumb Standards set and broken all the time Control the chaos behind a gun Call it as I see it even if I was born deaf, blind and dumb Losers winning big on the lottery Rehab rejects still sniffing glue Constant refutation with myself I'm a vicitm of a catch 22 I have no belief But I believe I'm a walking contradiction And I ain't got no right
I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by And still I try No rest for crosstops in my mind On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive The clock is laughing in my face A crooked spine My sense is dulled Passed the point of delirium On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room On my own... here we go
I know that things are getting tougher When you can't get the top off from the bottom of the barrel. Wide open road of my future now... It's looking fucking narrow. </spoken>
*All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin' All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin'
We get told to decide. Just like as if I'm not going to change my mind.
* Repeat
Whatcha gonna do with yourself, Boy better make up your own mind... Whatcha gonna do with yourself boy, You're running out of time.
This time I got it all figured out.
* Repeat
All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin' All I know is that I don't don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin'
Do you have the time to listen to me whine About NOTHING and everything all at once I am one of those Melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm CRACKING UP Am I just PARANOID ? Am I just STONED
I went to a shrink To analyze my dreams SHE says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down I went to a whore HE said my life's a bore So quit my whining cause it's bringing HER down
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm CRACKING UP Am I just PARANOID ?
Grasping to CONTROL So I BETTER hold on
Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm CRACKING UP Am I just PARANOID ? Am I just STONED
She... She screams in silence A sullen riot penetrating through her mind Wait... Wait for a sign To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you
She... She's figured out All her doubts were someone else's point of view We... Walking up this time To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you
EHHHHHH,AHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you
어딘가 좀 맛이 간 것처럼 보이는 젊은이가 눈을 부라리며 노래를 한다. 하드하고 스피디한 기타 리프에 맞춰 그는 칭얼거리는 소리 좀 들어달라면서 정신과 의사와 창녀를 찾아가게 된 사연들을 줄줄이 늘어놓는다. 94년 즈음에 접한 그린 데이의 <Basket Case>는 지글거리는 음침한 시애틀 그런지 사운드나 쟁글거리고 가벼운 모던 락과는 또 다른 사운드로 귀를 확 트이게 해주었다. 반주는 분명 메탈만큼(메탈매니아들은 이 부분에서 너무 발끈하지 마시라) 하드했지만 훨씬 흥겨웠으며, 처음부터 끝까지 빠르게 휘몰아치는 짧은 곡들은 길고 지루한 것을 싫어하는 젊은이들의 구미에 딱이었다. 그들이 바로 90년대에 펑크를 들고 나온 3인조 그린 데이였다.싱글 <Basket Case>와 앨범 [Dook...
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