Geek Stink Breath (version #2) Songtext
von Green Day

I′m on a mission, I've made my decision
Lead a path of self-destruction
A slow progression killing my complexion
And it′s rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll, no self-control
I'm blowin′ off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don′t know what I want, and that's all that I′ve got
And I'm pickin′ scabs off my face

Every hour, my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line


I'm on a roll, no self-control
I′m blowin' off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don't know what I want, and that′s all that I′ve got
And I'm pickin′ scabs off my face

I'm on a mission, I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
A wish in one hand, shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I′m on a roll, no self-control
I'm blowin′ off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don't know what I want, and that's all that I′ve got
And I′m pickin' scabs off my face

Geek!
Stink!
Breath!