[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: 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
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 till 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 till 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"