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Tue Sep 15 20:14:45 PDT 2009

Recently, I have been greatly moved by a particular song in Green Day's 21st Century Breakdown album. I have only known my wife for 10 years, 3 months, 8 days, 3 hours and 11 minutes. But in that time, I have learned about everything about her, including and especially her terrible, wonderful past. As I have been listening to this song, I have been asking her about it, and she says that it speaks to and about her. She, along with many others, was the girl in this song. So, here are the lyrics, as well as the song itself at the bottom. Screw the RIAA. :)

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, well, 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 the working class

She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated
She won't cooperate, well, she's the last of the American girls

She plays her vinyl records singing songs on the eve of destruction
She's a sucker for all the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first for the end of Western civilization
She's an endless war, she's 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
Aw yeah, all right, aw yeah

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