Intro 1
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ginia was a lot-lizard from from FLA
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She had a compound fracture
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in the "trunk"
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It started when she ran away
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Thumbs out on the interstate
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She hitched a ride to misery
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Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident
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He fell into the city by the bay
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He liquidated his estate
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Now he sleeps upon the
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Haight
Panhandling misery
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Verso 2
And we're gonna
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get high-igh-igh
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When When When he's low,
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low, low
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The fire burns from better days
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And she screams, "Why, oh, why?"
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I said, "I don't know"
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
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Of misery
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Well, Vinny was a hustler out of Amsterdam
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He ran the drug cartel in
Tinseltown
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They found him in a Ca dillac
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Bludgeoned with a baseball bat
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In the name of misery
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Then Gina hit the road to
New York City
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Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked
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She stopped in Vegas to elope
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With Vir ginia and the dope
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And kissed the bride eternally
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And they're gonna
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get high-igh-igh
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When When When they're low,
low, low
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The fire burns from better
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days
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And she screamed, "Why, oh, why?"
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I said, "I don't know"
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
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Verso 5
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Well, hell hounds on your trail now once again,
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boy
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It's groping on your leg
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until it sleeps
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The emptiness will fill your
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soul with sorrow
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'Cause it's not what you make,
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it's what you leave
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Verso 6
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And we're gonna get high-igh-igh
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When When When we're low,
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low, low
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The fire burns from better days
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And she screams, "Why, oh, why?"
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I said, "I don't know"
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Final 1
Of misery
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Virginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A
She had a compound fracture in the trunk
It started when she ran away
Thumbs out on the interstate
She hitched a ride to misery
Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident
He fell into the city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps upon the Haight
Panhandling misery
And he's gonna get high, high, high
When he's low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams, "Why, oh why?"
I said, "I don't know"
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Well, Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
He ran the drug cartel in Tinseltown
They found him in a Cadillac
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat
In the name of misery
Then Gina hit the road to New York City
Mysteriously, the night Vinnie croaked
She stopped in Vegas to elope
With Virginia and the dope
That kissed the bride eternally
And they're gonna get high, high, high
When they're low, low, low
The fire burns from better days
And she screamed, "Why, oh why?"
I said, "I don't know"
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Well, hellhounds on your trail now once again, boy
It's groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
'Cause it's not what you make, it's what you leave
And we're gonna get high, high, high
When we're low, low, low
The fire burns for better days
And she screams, "Why, oh why?"
I said, "I don't know"
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
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Green Day · 2000 · Track 6