Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shuttlecraft
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billie Joe Armstrong
Composer
Michael Ryan Pritchard
Composer
Frank Edwin Wright III
Composer
Lyrics
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It’s been three whole weeks since that I had left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
‘cause now it seems that I am out there on my own
And I’m feeling so alone
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes
Some call it slums. Some call it nice
I wanna take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
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
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes
Some call it slums. Some call it nice
I wanna take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Dead 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
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes
Some call it slums. Some call it nice
I wanna take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Written by: Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank Edwin Wright III, Michael Ryan Pritchard
