Never made it in the punk rock crowd, I
Beep, boop, just a little too loud, I'm
Pet cemetery can't keep me down now
Hey Mr. Sound Guy, just make me loud, guy

Google search, you can find me on a mission
With a stacked backpack full of whack ambition now
The whole planet is my brand new kitchen
I'm mixing up fixings like a Sunday dinner now

Soak it all in but remember
A true butterfly knows that he come from a caterpillar
Let the fruit show where the root comes from
Some people earn wings, some find 'em in a trust fund

Old songs in a new key
Green Day sold a whole lot of Dookie
Gotta switch up my routine
Nom, nom, me want a whole lotta cookie

Smash buttons 'til the game over
It's a lot of hard work stayin' woke, stayin' sober
If you can't take the love, don't lean for the kiss
Lot about living in a band van that I don't miss

Put a fist through a rich kid's mouth
Played a lot of rock shows nobody gave a shit about
Coulda took state but the team backed out
Y'all hated on my tracks, don't act like you miss 'em now

Old songs in a new key
Green Day sold a whole lot of Dookie
Gotta switch up my routine
Nom, nom, me want a whole lotta cookie

Take the good with the bad times
Take struggle like a vitamin
Sad times, invite them in
When the stress test puts pressure on your purse
Know a paycheck ain't a measure of your worth, son
Let the love run through you
Let your complicated past make a path to your future
You can find joy if you know where to look
Some people hide it down in another dumb hook like

Old songs in a new key
Green Day sold a whole lot of Dookie
Gotta switch up my routine
Nom, nom, me want a whole lotta cookie
Old songs in a new key
Green Day sold a whole lot of Dookie
Gotta switch up my routine
Nom, nom, me want a whole lotta cookie