Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Billie Joe Armstrong
Voix principales
Mike Dirnt
Chœurs
Tré Cool
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Billie Joe Armstrong
Composition
Mike Dirnt
Composition
Tré Cool
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Green Day
Production
Casey McCrankin
Ingénieries complémentaires
Jerry Finn
Ingénierie de mixage
Rob Cavallo
Production
Neill King
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks since that
I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
'Cause now it seems that I am
Out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
[Verse 2]
A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and
Left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason
It's now feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
[Verse 3]
Dear mother, can you hear me laughing?
It's been six whole months since that
I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason
It's now feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Oh, paradise
Written by: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool