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Extraordinary Girl / Letterbomb

7:40pop punk, punk Album American Idiot 2004-09-21

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Description

Guitar: Billie Joe Armstrong

Producer: Billie Joe Armstrong

Lead Vocals: Billie Joe Armstrong

Assistant Engineer: Brian "Dr. Vibb" Vibberts

Additional Engineer: Chris Dugan

Mixing Engineer: Chris Lord-Alge

Mixer: Chris Lord-Alge

Assistant Engineer: Dmitar "Dim-E" Krnjaic

Engineer: Doug McKean

Unknown: Doug McKean

Producer: Green Day

Assistant Engineer: Greg "Stimie" Burns

Saxophone: Jason Freese

Assistant Engineer: Jimmy Hoyson

Assistant Engineer: Joe Brown

Assistant Engineer: Joe Browne

Bass: Mike Dirnt

Bass Guitar: Mike Dirnt

Producer: Mike Dirnt

Background Vocals: Mike Dirnt

Additional Engineer: Reto Peter

Piano: Rob Cavallo

Producer: Rob Cavallo

Mastering Engineer: Ted Jensen

Masterer: Ted Jensen

Drums: Tré Cool

Producer: Tré Cool

Background Vocals: Tré Cool

Writer: Billie Joe Armstrong

Writer: Mike Dirnt

Writer: Tré Cool

Lyrics and translation

Original

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.
She's all alone again, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Some days he feels like dying.
She gets so sick of crying.
She sees a 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 uncle, what's-her-name?
She's all alone again, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Some days he feels like dying.
She gets so sick of crying.
She's all alone again, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Some days he feels like dying. Some days it's not worth trying.
Now nothing's worth finding. She gets so sick of crying.
She's an extraordinary girl, an extraordinary girl, an extraordinary girl, an extraordinary girl.
Nobody likes you. Everyone left you.
They're all out without you, having fun.
Where have all the bastards gone?
The angel bell is getting tall and high.
The dummy filled the crash test, collecting unemployment checks.
You're fucking only along for the ride.
Where have all the riots gone?
As this city's motto gets pulverized.
What's to love? It's now in debt.
Hundred percent certificate to cite the fucking much to life this fuse is.
The television's in such a mess, and you don't even know that you exist. Stand still, wait to die.
You better run for your fucking life! It's not over 'til you run to ground.
It's not over before it's too late.
This city's burning. It's not my burden.
It's not over before it's too late.
There is nothing left to analyze.
Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?
And where will we all go when it's too late?
Let's all look back.
You know that Jesus doesn't love you now.
The saint you made yourself in love.
Your father's rage and your mother's love is in the beauty of America.
It's not over 'til you run to ground.
It's not over before it's too late. This city's burning.
It's not my burden. It's not over before it's too late.
She said, "I can't take this place.
I'm leaving it behind.
" She said, "I can't take this town.
I'm leaving it tonight. "

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