Extraordinary Girl / Letterbomb

[Part I: Extraordinary Girl]

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]

She's an extraordinary girl

In an ordinary world

And she can't seem to get away

He lacks the courage in his mind

Like a child left behind

Like a pet left in the rain

[Chorus]

She's all alone again

Wipin' the tears from her eyes

Some days, he feels like dyin'

She gets so sick of cryin'

(Ah)

[Verse 2]

She sees the mirror of herself

An image she wants to sell

To anyone willing to buy

He steals the image in her kiss

From her heart's apocalypse

From the one called Whatsername

[Chorus]

She's all alone again

Wipin' the tears from her eyes

Some days, he feels like dyin'

She gets so sick of cryin'

(Ah)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

She's all alone again

Wipin' the tears from her eyes

Some days, he feels like dyin'

Some days, it's not worth tryin'

Now that they both are findin'

She gets so sick of cryin'

[Outro]

She's an extraordinary girl

An extraordinary girl

An extraordinary girl

An extraordinary girl

[Part II: Letterbomb]

[Intro: Kathleen Hanna]

Nobody likes you, everyone left you

They're all out without you, having fun

[Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong]

Where have all the bastards gone?

The underbelly stacks up ten high

The dummy failed the crash test

Collectin' unemployment checks

A flunky only along for the ride

[Verse 2: Billie Joe Armstrong]

Where have all the riots gone

As the city's motto gets pulverized?

"What's in love is now in debt"

On your birth certificate

So strike the fuckin' match to light this fuse, 'use

[Pre-Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong]

The town bishop's an extortionist

And he don't even know that you exist

Stand still when it's do or die

You better run for your fuckin' life

[Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong]

It's not over 'til you're underground

It's not over before it's too late

This city's burnin', it's not my burden

It's not over before it's too late

There is nothin' left to analyze

[Bridge: Billie Joe Armstrong]

Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?

And where will we all go when it's too late? Say

A-don't look back

[Pre-Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong]

You're not the Jesus of Suburbia

The St. Jimmy is a figment of

Your father's rage and your mother's love

Made me the idiot America

[Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong]

It's not over 'til you're underground

It's not over before it's too late

This city's burnin', it's not my burden

It's not over before it's too late

[Outro: Billie Joe Armstrong]

Well, she said, "I can't take this place

I'm leavin' it behind"

Well, she said, "I can't take this town

I'm leavin' you tonight"