Rusty James - Green Day

This whiskey sour, amateur hour

Raise your glass and toast your friends

Someday we will fight again

Well, your enemies, your tragedies

Pocket knives and rusty chains

Where the hell is the old gang at?

And all the losers, can’t even win for losing

And the beginners don’t even know what song they’re singing

When there’s no one left around

And you’re the last gang in town

And your heart can’t even break

When it doesn’t even pound

This broken scene is turning green

A brass knuckles left in the rain

Death wish kids among the living

I wanna ride on the divided

Anything but the mainstream

Where the fuck is your old gang man?

And all the losers, can’t even win for losing

And the beginners don’t even know what song they’re singing

When there’s no one left around

And you’re the last gang in town

And your heart can’t even break

When it doesn’t even pound

So long

Didn’t even say goodnight

So long

There’s no where to go when you’re hiding in plain sight

When there’s no one left around

And you’re the last gang in town

And your heart can’t even break

When it doesn’t even pound