"Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains, Within the sound of silence."

"In the clearing stands a boxer, And a fighter by his trade. And he carries the reminders Of ev'ry glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains."

"When I left my home And my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, Running scared, Laying low, Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go, Looking for the places Only they would know."

"I am just a poor boy. Though my story's seldom told, I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. All lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest."

"Cecilia, you're breaking my heart, You're shaking my confidence daily. Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees, I'm begging you please To come home. Come on home."

"I'd rather be a hammer than a nail. Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would."

"When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down."

"Time, time, time, see what's become of me, While I looked around for my possibilities. I was so hard to please. But look around, Leaves are brown, And the sky is a hazy shade of winter."

""Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together. I've got some real estate here in my bag." So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies, And walked off to look for America."

"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo. What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."

"Laugh about it, shout about it, When you've got to choose, Every way you look at it, you lose."

"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo. God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey."

"And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I, my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we've lost."

"Slow down, you move too fast, You've got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobblestones, Looking for fun and feeling groovy. Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy."

"I'm sitting in the railway station, Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was Homeward bound. Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home where my love lies waiting Silently for me."

"Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me."

"Hey sunshine, I haven't seen you in a long time. Why don't you show your face and bend my mind? These clouds stick to the sky, Like a floating question why. And they linger there to die. They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I."

"From the moment of my birth To the instant of my death, There are patterns I must follow Just as I must breathe each breath. Like a rat in a maze, The path before me lies. And the pattern never alters Until the rat dies."

"Gabba gabba we accept you, we accept you, one of us."

"Hey ho, let's go. Hey ho, let's go. Hey ho, let's go. Hey ho, let's go. They're forming in a straight line. They're going through a tight wind. The kids are losing their minds. The Blitzkrieg Bop."

"Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go. They're ready to go, now they got their surfboards. And they're going to the discotheque Au Go Go. But she just couldn't stay, she had to break away. Well New York City really has it all oh yeah, oh yeah."

"Ran out of Carbona, Mom threw out the glue. Ran out of paint and roach spray too. It's TV's fault why I am this way."

"I don't wanna walk around with you, So why you wanna walk around with me?"

"Then I took out my razor blade, Then I did what God forbade. Now the cops are after me. But I proved that I'm no sissy."

"Next time I'll listen to my heart. Next time, well I'll be smart."

"Now I wanna sniff some glue, Now I wanna have somethin' to do. All the kids wanna sniff some glue. All the kids want somethin' to do."

"No one ever thought this one would survive. Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind. Lock you in a dream, never let you go. Never let you laugh or smile, not you.I just want to walk right out of this world, 'cause everybody has a poison heart."

"Under the arc of weather stain boards, Ancient goblins, and warlords, Come out of the ground, not making a sound. The smell of death is all around, And the night when the cold wind blows, No one cares, nobody knows.I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary, I don't want to live my life again."

"Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea. As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me. Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy. Pick up the pieces.My brain is hanging upside down, I need something to slow me down."

"The KKK took my baby away, they took her away, Away from me. The KKK took my baby away, They took her away, away from me."

"Well I don't care about history. Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school. 'Cause that's not where I wanna be. Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school. I just wanna have some kicks. I just wanna get some chicks. Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school."

"I'm livin' on a Chinese Rock. All my best things are in hock. I'm livin' on a Chinese rock. Everything is in the pawn shop."

"Do you remember lying in bed with your covers Pulled up over your head? Radio playin' so one can see. We need change, we need it fast before rock's just part Of the past. 'Cause lately it all sound the same to me."

"Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go, I wanna be sedated. Nothing to do, nowhere to go, I wanna be sedated.Just get me to the airport, Put me on a plane. Hurry hurry hurry, before I go insane I can't control my fingers, I can't control my brain, oh no, oh no, oh no."

"I want my LSD, Golly gee, DDT, wowee! Daddy's broke, Holy smoke. My future's bleak, Ain't it neat?"

"Lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy! DDT did a job on me. Now I am a real sickie. Guess I'll have to break the news That I got no mind to lose. All the girls are in love with me. I'm a teenage lobotomy."

"We're a happy family, We're a happy family, We're a happy family: Me, mom and daddy."

"Chewing out a rhythm on my bubble gum, The sun is out and I want some. It's not hard, not far to reach. We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach."

"1-2-3-4 cretins wanna hop some more 4-5-6-7 all good cretins go to heaven."

"First rule is: The laws of Germany. Second rule is: Be nice to mommy. Third rule is: Don't talk to commies. Fourth rule is: Eat kosher salamis."

"Gabba gabba hey, gabba gabba hey!"

"D-U-M-B Everyone's accusing me."

"Beat on the brat. Beat on the brat. Beat on the brat with a baseball bat. Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh."

"Tre Cool plays the drums in Green Day and he snorts...doughnut sprinkles"

"Here's a true story: a member of our staff once told a friend they were going to see Green Day. The friend thought they were talking about an environmental fair, not a raucous night of punk pop. Enough said."

"When you pick up a guitar for the first time, Green Day are a solid band to dive into as their songs are rewarding to learn while being easy to comprehend in a relatively short time frame. Forget everything the 60-year-old guitar shop employee pressures you into about learning Deep Purple or Led Zeppelin. “Basket Case” will be a lot more fun to pick through while trying to get your head wrapped around the basics."

"Green Day injected a fist full of melodic punk rock into the ‘90s music scene, which later paved the groundwork for pop-punk in the late ‘90s and early 2000s."

"(Someone from Jingletown) Well maybe I'm the faggot America! Not apart of the Redneck agenda!"

"(All three) Television dreams of tomorrow. They're not the ones meant to follow."

"(Tunny) Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the idiot nation. Where everything isn't meant to be okay!"