Green day Lyrics Matchup

Random Music Quiz

Can you name the Green day Lyrics Matchup?

Quiz not verified by Sporcle

How to Play
LyricsSong NameAlbum
And you're a different woman that's for certain i don't know a thing about
Born and raised by hypocrytes
In the streets of shame when you lost your dreams in the rain
All the deceivers and cheaters I think we've got a bleeder right now
**** the world this is my revolution
Scream at me until my ears bleed
When you're at the end of the road
i'll make you surrender
I'm too tired to be bored i'm to bored to be tired
I've got a knack for **** everything up my temper flies and I get myself all wound up
All i want is you to understand that when i took your hand it's cause i want to
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
I'm taking all you down with me explosives duct taped to my spine nothings gonna change my mind
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes
LyricsSong NameAlbum
We're living in repetition
Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars
She holds my malachite so tight so never let go
Here we go again infatuation touches me just when i thought that it would end
To this day i'm asking why i still think about you
Won't you rain on me tonight
You're just a **** i can't explain it cause i think you suck
My favourite colour's candy apple girl
i've gotta know if you're the one that got away
It's how i give, and i'm still giving
The jesus of suburbia is a lie
i'm on a mission into the destination unknown
Isn't it a drag it's pretty bloody sad
so make the best of this test and don't ask why
LyricsSong NameAlbum
I heard you cryin out all the way across town
Do or die no reply don't deny that you're synthetic you're pathetic
You pushed me once too far again i'd like to break your **** teeth stick a knife into the centre of your back
Call me pathetic call me what you will
You can spank me when i do not behave
**** out of luck and now your time is up it brings me pleasure cause i know you're gonna die
The martyr is a compulsive liar when he said it's just a bunch of **** throwing gas into the hysteria
reminds me of the times we shared, makes me wish that you were here
The world is a sick machine breeding a mass of ****
Here's a flower i picked for all the hours that you spend with me
Take me to that place that i call home
Grasping to control

You're not logged in!

Compare scores with friends on all Sporcle quizzes.
Sign Up with Email
Log In

You Might Also Like...

Show Comments