Reject — текст песни (Green Day)

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 ain`t no big deal.

And I`ll see you in hell, `cause when the smoke clears here I am, your reject all-American.



Falling from grace, right on my fave.

To hell and back and hell again I`ve gone.