I've been meaning to review the new Green Day disc since the day it came out. Since that happened over three months ago, it's kind of pointless now. I might as well review Close Encounters Of The Third Kind while I'm at it. Short review: 21st Century Breakdown is awesome!
Anyway...
There's this song on the disc called "Last Of The American Girls." It's a great track, probably my favorite on the album, but it also describes the perfect girl for me. Here are the lyrics:
She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand
She is paranoid like endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind
She's the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat for the coming of the nuclear winter
She is riding her bike like a fugitive of critical mass
She's on a hunger strike for the ones who won't make it for dinner
She makes enough to survive for a holiday of working class
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated
She won't cooperate
She's the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records singing songs on the even of destruction
She's a sucker for all the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first for the end of the western civilization
She's an endless war like a hero for the lost cause
Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand
She will come in first for the end of western civilization
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
Pretty hot, no? That's the ideal girl for me.
Class participation time! Is there a song out there that describes your ideal boy or girl? Tell me about it in the comments.
By the way, my marriage is fine. It's just that no one has written a song about my wife.
The Girl Of My Dreams
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