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Nice
Guys Finish Last
Nice guys
finish last.
You're running out of
gas.
Your sympathy will get you left
behind.
Sometimes you're at your best,
when you look the
worst.
Do you feel washed up, like piss
going down the drain
Pressure cooker pick my brain and
tell me I'm insane.
I'm so fucking happy I could
cry.
Every joke can have its truth and
now the joke's on you.
I never knew you were such a
funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last, when
you are the outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back,
you might break your
spine.
Living on command.
You're shaking lots of
hands.
Kissing up and bleeding all your
trust, taking what you
need.
Bit the hand that
feeds.
You kill your
memory
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Hitchin'
A
Ride
Hey mister,
where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy
hour.
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled
spirits?
I need a break as well.
The well that inebriates the
guilt.
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Cold turkey's getting stale,
tonight I'm eating
crow.
Fermented salmonella poison oak
no
There's a drought at the fountain
of youth, and now I'm
dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, as say
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Troubled times, you know i can
not lie.
I'm off the wagon and I'm
hitchin' a ride.
There's a drought at the fountain
of youth, and now I'm
dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, I say
Shit!
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The
Grouch
I was a young
boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old
man.
I don't have fun and I hate
everything.
The world owes me, so fuck
you.
Glory days don't mean shit to
me.
I drank a six pack of
apathy.
Life's a bitch and so am
I.
The world owes me, so fuck
you.
Wasted youth and a fustful of
ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic
point of view.
Wasted youth and a fustful of
ideals.
I had a young and optimisitic
point of view.
I've decomposed, yet my gut's
getting fat.
Oh my god I'm turning out like my
dad.
I'm always rude.
I've got a bad
attitude.
The world owes me, so fuck
you.
The wife's a nag and the kid's
fucking up.
I don't have sex `cause i can't
get it up.
I'm just a grouch sitting on the
couch.
The world owes, so fuck
you.
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Redundant
We're living
in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick
again.
Now the routine's turning to
contention,
Like a production line going over
and over and over,
roller
coaster.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my
voice.
I'm speechless and
redundant.
'Cause I love you's not
enough.
I'm lost for words.
Choreographed and lack of
passion.
Prototypes of what we
were.
Went full circle 'til I'm
nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it,
now i hate it.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my
voice.
I'm speechless and redundant,
'cause I love you's not
enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot
speak.
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Scattered
I've got some
scattered pictures lying on my
bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we
shared.
Makes me wish that you were
here.
Now it seems I've forgotten my
purpose in this life.
All the songs have been
erased.
Guess I've learned from my
mistakes.
Open the past and
present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am
listening.
Open the past and
present.
And the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving
it up to you.
Loose ends tied in
knots.
Leaving a lump down in my
throat.
Gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another
year.
Drag it on and on until my skin
is ripped to shreds.
Leaving myself open
wide.
Living out a sacrifice.
If you got no one and I've got no
place to go, would it be
alright?
Could it be alright?
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All
The
Time
All the time,
every time I need it.
What's the time?
I'd say the time is
right.
Here's to me.
Let's find another
reason.
Down the hatch and a bad
attitude.
Salud.
Wasting time
Wasting time down a bum fuck
road.
And I don't know where the hell
it'll go.
Heirlooms and huffing fumes, and
I'm picking up the pace
and I'm gonna smash straight into
a wall.
All the time.
A "New Year's
Resolution"
How soon that we
forget.
Doing time.
Loving every minute.
Live it up on another let
down.
Salud.
Promises, promises, it was all
set in stone, cross my heart and
hope to die.
Sugar fix, dirty tricks and a
trick question.
Guess i should have read between
the lines.
Having the time of my life,
watching the clock
tick.
All the time, where did all the
time go?
It's too late to say
goodnight.
Time flies when you're having
fun.
Time's up when you work like a
dog.
Salud.
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Worry
Rock
Another
sentimental argument and bitter
love.
Fucked without a kiss again and
dragged it through the
mud.
Yelling at brick walls and
punching windows made of
stone.
The worry rock has turned to dust
and fallen on our
pride.
A knocked down dragged out
fight.
Fat lips and open
wounds.
Another wasted night and no one
will take the fall.
Where do we go from
here?
And what did you do with the
directions?
Promise me no dead end
streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the
road.
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Platypus
(I Hate
You)
Your rise and
fall
Back up against the
wall
What goes around is coming back
and haunting you
It's time to quit
Cause you ain't worth the
shit
Under my shoes or the piss on the
ground
No one loves you and you know
it
Don't pretend that you enjoy it
or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell
you all the things you
want
to hear.
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
I HATE YOU
I heard your sick
Sucked on that cancer
stick
A throbbing tumor and a radiation
high
Shit out of luck
And now your time is up
It brings me pleasure just to
know your going to die
Dickhead, Fuckface, cock smoking,
mother fucking, asshole, dirty
twat,
waste of semen, I hope you die
HEY
Red eye, code blue
I'd like to strangle
you
And watch your eyes bulge right
out of your skull
When you go down
Head first into the
ground
I'll stand above you just to piss
on your grave
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Uptight
I woke up on
the wrong side of the
floor.
Made, made my way through the
front door.
Broke my engagement with
myself.
Perfect picture of bad health,
another notch scratched on my
belt.
The future just ain't what it
used to be.
I got a new start on a dead end
road.
Peaked, peaked out on reaching
new lows.
Owe, I paid off all my debts to
myself.
Perfect picture of bad health,
another notch scratched on my
belt.
The future's in my living
room.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a
gun.
All night, suicide's last
call.
I've been uptight all
night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight I'm a nag with a
gun.
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Jinx
I fucked up
again it's all my
fault.
So turn me around and face the
wall.
Read me my rights and tell me I'm
wrong.
Until it gets into my thick
skull.
A slap on the wrist.
A stab in the back.
Torture me, I've been a bad
boy.
Nail me to the cross until you
have won.
I lost before I did any
wrong.
I'm hexed with regrets and bad
luck.
Keep you distance 'cause it's
rubbing off.
Or you will be damned to spend
your life in hell.
Or earth with me tangled at your
feet.
You finally met you nemesis
disguised as your fatal long lost
love.
So kiss it good bye
Until death do we part.
You fell for a jinx for crying
out loud
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Haushinka
Haushinka is a
girl with a peculiar
name.
I met her on the eve of my
birthday.
Did she know, did she know,
before she went away, does she
know? But it's too damn
late
This girl has gone far
away.
Now she's gone.
All I have now is a memory to
date.
A cheap hat and cigarettes, and a
peculiar name.
I didn't know, I didn't know,
before she went away.
I know now, I know now, and it's
too damn late.
Will she ever find her
way?
I'm too damn young to be too
late, but am I?
Yet again I'm kicking myself, and
I'll be here in battle scars,
waiting for you.
Waiting for you
now.
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Walking
Alone
Come together
like a foot in a shoe
Only this time I think I stuck my
foot in my mouth.
Thinking out loud and acting in
vain.
Knocking over anyone that stands
in my way.
Sometimes I need to
apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I
ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my
mouth shut, or only say
hello.
Sometimes I still feel I'm
walking alone.
Walk on eggshells on my old
stomping ground, yet there's
really no one left, that's
hanging around.
Isn't that another familiar
face?
Too drunk to figure out they're
fading away.
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Reject
Who the hell
are you to tell me what I
am
And what's my master
plan.
What makes you think that it
includes you?
Self-righteous wealth
Stop flattering yourself, 'cause
when the smoke clears here I
am.
Your reject
all-American.
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.
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Take
Bake
You pushed me
once too far again
I'd like to break you fucking
teeth.
Stick a knife in the center of
your back.
You better grow some eyes in the
back of your head.
I fight dirty, just like your
looks.
Can't take, can't take, can't
take anymore.
Take back, Take back,
Take.
The taste of bad blood on the tip
of my tongue.
An eye for an eye.
Gun for a gun.
Cold-cocked and I'm taking back
what's mine.
Expect it when you're least
expecting it.
No loss of love, the smell of
regret.
Lights out
Can't take anymore
Shit
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King
For A Day
Started at the
age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery
store.
Went sneaking throught her
bedroom door to find something in
a size 4.
Sugar and spice and everything
nice wasn't made for only
girls.
GI Joe in panty hose is making
room for the one and only.
King for a day, princess by
dawn.
King for a day in a leather
thong.
King for a day, princess by
dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a
load of me.
My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in the drag
queen.
Don't knock it until you tried
it
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Good
Riddance (Time Of Your
Life)
Another
turning point, a fork stuck in
the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist,
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test,
and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson
learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but
in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your
life.
So take the photographs, and
still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health
and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin
on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth
all the while.
I hope you had the time of your
life.
I hope you had the time of your
life.
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Prosthetic
Head
I see you,
down in the front line.
Such a sight for sore eyes,
you're a suicide makeover.
Plastic eyes, lookin' through a
numbskull.
Self-effaced, what's his
face.
You erased yourself so shut
up.
You don't let up.
You have a growth that must be
treated
Like a severed severe pain in the
neck.
You can smell it but you can't
see it.
No explanation identified 'cause
you don't know.
You don't say.
And you got no reply.
Hey you, where did you come
from?
Got a head full of lead, you're a
inbred bastard son.
All dressed up, red blooded,
Amannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny
that you're synthetic.
You're pathetic.
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