Nimrod Lyrics :
All Lyrics By Billie Joe.
1. Nice Guys Finish Last
2. Hitchin' A Ride
3. The Grouch
4. Redundant
5. Scattered
6. All the Time
7. Worry Rock
8. Platypus (I Hate You)
9. Uptight
10. Last Ride In
11. Jinx
12. Haushinka
13. Walking Alone
14. Reject
15. Take Back
16. King For A Day
17. Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)
18. Prothetic Head
Nice Guys Finish Last
Nice guys finish last.
You're running out of gas.
Your sympathy will get you left behind.
Sometime you're at your best
When you feel the worst.
You feel washed up, like piss going down the drain.
Pressure cooker pick my brain
And tell me I'm insane.
I'm so fucking happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you such a funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine.
Living on command.
You're shaking lots of hands.
You're kissing up and bleeding all your trust,
Taking what you need.
Bite the hand that feeds.
You lose your memory
And you got your shame.
Pressure cooker pick my brain
And tell me I'm insane.
I'm so fucking happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you such a funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine.
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine.
Mmmm...
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine.
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine.
Hitchin' A Ride
Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
Need a lift to happy hour.
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well.
The well that inebriates the guilt.
One, two, One, two, three, four!!!
Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight I'm eating crow.
Formented salmonella
Poison oak no.
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up
I say : One, two, One, two, three, four!!!
Troubled times
You know i can not lie.
I'm off the wagon
And I'm hitchin' a ride.
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up
I say : Shit!!!!!!!!
Troubled times
You know i can not lie.
I'm off the wagon
And I'm hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
(Don't know where I'm goin'.)
Hitchin' a ride.
Two, one, two, one, two!!!
The Grouch
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun and I hate everything.
The world owes me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch and so am I.
The world owes me, so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic point of view.
I've decomposed, yet my gut's getting fat.
Oh my God I'm turning out like my dad.
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude.
The world owes me, so fuck you.
The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up.
I don't have sex 'cause i can't get it up.
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch.
The world owes me, so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic point of view.
(Sa la la...)
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun and I hate everything.
The world owes me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch and so am I.
The world owes me, so fuck you...
The world owes me, so fuck you...
The world owes me, so fuck YOOOOOOOUUUUU...
Redundant
We're living in a repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going
Over and over and over, roller coaster.
Now I can not speak
I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted,
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.
'Cause I can not speak
I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Now I can not speak
I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Now I can not speak
I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Scattered
Well I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
'Cause now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life.
Well all the songs have been erased.
Guess I've learned from my mistakes.
So...
Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present and the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you.
Loose ends tied in knots.
Leaving a lump down in my throat.
Oh gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another year.
Well drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.
Oh Leaving myself open wide.
Living out a sacrifice.
So...
Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present and the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you.
If you got no one
And I've got no place to go
Would it be alright?
Could it be alright?
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
'Cause now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life.
Well all the songs have been erased.
Guess I've learned from my mistakes.
So...
Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present and the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you...
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you...
All the Time
All the time, every time I need it.
What's the time?
I'd say the time is right.
Here's to me.
Let's find another reason.
Down the hatch and a bad attitude.
Salud.
Wasting time...
Wasting time...
Down a bum fuck road.
And I don't know where the hell it'll go.
Heirlooms and huffing fumes, and I'm picking up the pace
and I'm gonna smash straight-into a wall.
All the time.
A "New Year's Resolutions"
How soon that we forgets.
Doing time.
Loving every minute.
Live it up on another let down.
Salud.
Promises...
Promises...
It was all set in stone, cross my heart and hope to die.
Sugar fix, dirty tricks and a trick question.
Guess I should have read between the lines.
Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick!!!!
Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick!!!!
All the time, where did all the time go?
It's too late to say good night.
Time flies when you're having fun, yeah.
Time's up when you work like a dog.
Salud.
(Yhea...)
Worry Rock
Another sentimental argument and bitter love.
Fucked without a kiss again
Dragged it through the mud.
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone.
The worry rock has turned to dust
Fallen on our pride.
A knocked down dragged out fight.
Fat lips and open wounds.
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall.
Where do we go from here?
And what did you do with-the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road.
A knocked down dragged out fight.
Fat lips and open wounds.
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall.
Another sentimental argument and bitter love.
Fucked without a kiss again
Dragged it through the mud.
Where do we go from here?
And what did you do with-the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road...
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road...
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road...
Platypus (I Hate You)
Your rise and fall
Back up against the wall.
What goes around is coming back and haunting you.
It's time to quit
'Cause you ain't worth the shit
Under my shoes or the piss on the ground.
No one loves you and you know it.
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you wanna hear.
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOOOOUUU...
I heard your sick
Sucked on that cancer stick,
A throbbing tumor and a radiation high.
Shit out of luck
And now your time is up.
It brings me pleasure just to know your going to die.
No one loves you and you know it.
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you wanna hear.
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOOOOUUU...
Dickhead, fuckface, cock smoking, mother fucking, asshole, dirty vile,
Waste of semen, I hope you die, HEY!
Red eye, code blue
I'd like to strangle you
And watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull.
When you go down
Head first into the ground,
I'll stand above you just to piss on your grave.
No one loves you and you know it.
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you wanna hear.
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOU
'Cause I HATE YOOOOUUU...
Uptight
I...woke up on the wrong side of the floor.
Made...made my way through the front door.
Broke...my engagement with myself.
Perfect picture of bad health
Another notch scratched on my belt.
The future just ain't what it used to be.
I...got a new start on a dead end road.
Peaked...peaked out on reaching new lows.
Owed...I paid off all my debts to myself.
Perfect picture of bad health
Another notch scratched on my belt.
The future's in my living room...!!!!!!!
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun yhea.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Last Ride In
(Instrumental)
Jinx
(one, two, three...)
I fucked up again it's all my fault.
So turn me around and face the wall.
Read me my rights and tell me I'm wrong.
Until it gets into my thick skull.
A slap on the wrist.
A stab in the back.
Torture me, I've been a bad boy.
Nail me to the cross and tell me you have won.
I lost before I did any wrong.
(Shoot...)
(Whoa hoa...)
I'm hexed with regrets and bad luck.
So keep your distance, it's rubbing off.
Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell.
On Earth with me tangled at your feet.
You finally met you nemesis
Disguised as your fatal long last love.
So kiss it good bye
Until death do we part.
You fell for a jinx for crying out loud.
ooohhhhhhhh...
I'm no good who's hanging around you...
I'm no good who's hanging around you...
I'm no good who's hanging around you...
I'm no good who's hanging around you...
Haushinka
Haushinka is a girl with a peculiar name.
I met her on the eve
Of my birthday.
Did she know?
(Did she know?)
Did she know?
Before she went away
Does she know?
(Does she know?)
Does she know?
But it's too damn late.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
Now she's gone.
Now she's all gone.
All I have now is a memory to date.
A cheap hat and cigarettes
And a peculiar name.
I didn't know
(I didn't know)
I didn't know
Before she went away.
I know now
(I know now )
I know now
But it's too damn late.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
Now she's gone.
Now she's all gone.
Will she ever find her way?
I'm too damn young to be too late, but am I?
Yet again I'm kicking myself
And I'll be here in battle scars
Waiting for you...
Waiting for you now.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.
Now she's gone.
Now she's all gone.
Walking Alone
Come together like a foot in a shoe
Only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth.
Thinking out loud and acting in vain.
Knocking over anyone that stands in my way.
Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut
Or only say hello...
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.
Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground
Yet there's really no one left, that's hanging around.
Isn't that another familiar face?
Too drunk to figure out they're fading away.
Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut
Or only say hello...
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.
Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut
Or only say hello...
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.
Reject
Who the hell are you to tell me
What I am and what's my master plan?
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth
Stop flattering yourself,
So when the smoke clears here I am,
your reject all-American.
Sucking up you social sect,
making you a nervous wreck.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.
You're not my type.
Not my type.
What's the difference between you and me?
I do what I want
And you do what you're told.
So listen up, and shut the hell up.
It's no big deal.
And I'll see you in hell,
So when the smoke clears here I am,
your reject all-American.
Sucking up you social sect,
making you a nervous wreck.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.
You're not my type.
Not my type.
Not my type.
Not my type.
You're not my type!!!!!
So when the smoke clears here I am,
your reject all-American.
Falling from grace, right on my face.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.
(Take and won!!!)
Take Back
You pushed me once too far again,
I'd love to break you fucking teeth.
Now stick a knife in the center of your back.
You better grow some eyes in the back of your head.
I fight dirty, just like your looks.
Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore.
So take back,
Take back,
Take...
The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue.
An eye for an eye.
Gun for a gun.
Cold-cocked and I'm taking back what's mine.
Expect it when you're least expecting it.
No loss of love, the smell of regret.
Lights out
I Can't take anymore!!!!!!!!
So take back,
Take back,
Take back,
Take back...
Shite
King For A Day
Started at the age of four.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking through her bedroom door
To find something in a size four.
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls.
G.I. Joe in panty hose
Is making room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.
My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in the drag queen?
Don't knock it until you' tried it.
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls.
G.I. Joe in panty hose
Is making room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls.
G.I. Joe in panty hose
Is making room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys...
Just wait 'til all the guys...
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.
Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)
(Fuck...)
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Prosthetic Head
I see you...
Down on the front line.
Such a sight for sore eyes
You're a suicide makeover.
Plastic eyes...
Lookin' through a numbskull.
Self-effaced, what's his face.
You erased yourself so shut up.
You don't let up.
You have a grow that must be treated
Like a severed severe pain in the neck.
You can smell it but you can't see it.
No explanation identified
'Cause yooooooouuuuuu don't know.
Yooooooouuuuu don't say.
And you got no reply.
Hey you...
Where did you come from?
Got a head full of lead
You're a inbred bastard son.
All dressed up...
Red blooded, a mannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're synthetic.
You're pathetic.
You have a grow that must be treated
Like a severed severe pain in the neck.
You can smell it but you can't see it.
No explanation identified
'Cause yooooooouuuuuu don't know.
Yooooooouuuuu don't say.
And you got no reply.
Yooooooouuuuuu don't know.
Yooooooouuuuu don't say.
And you got no reply.
(Shoot...)
I see you...
Down on the front line.
Such a sight for sore eyes
You're a suicide makeover.
Yooooooouuuuuu don't know.
Yooooooouuuuu don't say.
And you got no reply.
Yooooooouuuuuu don't know.
Yooooooouuuuu don't say.
And you got no reply.