Rusty James
Released On
Demolicious [2014]
Billie Joe Armstrong
Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool, Jason White
Jingletown Recording
Rob Cavallo, Green Day
4
2011-08-11
2014-02-20
Staple (80-100%)
Regular (50-79%)
Sporadic (20-49%)
Rare (1-19%)
Inactive (0%)
Performance Probability
0%
Odds of being played at the next showDoubtful
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Song Notes
The song title is from the name of a character in the book Rumble Fish and the song itself is about my old punk-rock scene and the survivors of it—the initial starters of that scene and how some of them didn’t really live up to their promises and just became finger pointers a little bit. And then they disappeared. And just the feeling that…Green Day, we’re still here. Where are you? What happened to all the values that you were bringing to the table? Now you’re gone. All the things you were telling people to fight for, you’re not fighting for them anymore. So that’s probably one of the more bitter songs I’ve written.”
Billie Joe Armstrong (Guitar World)
The song title is from the name of a character in the book Rumble Fish and the song itself is about my old punk-rock scene and the survivors of it—the initial starters of that scene and how some of them didn’t really live up to their promises and just became finger pointers a little bit. And then they disappeared. And just the feeling that…Green Day, we’re still here. Where are you? What happened to all the values that you were bringing to the table? Now you’re gone. All the things you were telling people to fight for, you’re not fighting for them anymore. So that’s probably one of the more bitter songs I’ve written.”
Billie Joe Armstrong (Guitar World)
Lyrics
This whiskey's sour, amateur hour
Raise your glass and toast your friends
Someday, we will fight again, well
Your enemies, your tragedies
Pocket knives and rusty chains
Where the hell is the old gang at?
And all the losers
Can't even win for losing
And the beginners
Don't even know what song they're singing
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound, alright!
This broken scene is turning green
And brass knuckles left in the rain
Death wish kids among the living
I wanna ride on the divided
Anything but the mainstream
Where the fuck is your old gang, man?
And all the losers
Can't even win for losing
And the beginners
Don't even know what song they're singing
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
So long
You didn't even say a goodnight
So long
There's nowhere to go when you're hiding in plain sight!
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound
Well, there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break (Whoa-oh-oh)
When it doesn't even pound