Youngblood - Green Day

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She’s my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch drunk and youngblood

She’s a loner, not a stoner

Bleeding heart and the soul of Ms. Teresa

Supernova, Cherry Cola

She’s the cedar in the trees of Minnesota

I’m a rough boy around the edges

Getting drunk and falling into hedges

She’s my weakness, fucking genius

Swear to God and I’m not even superstitious

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She’s my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch drunk and youngblood

I wanna hold you like a gun

We’ll shoot the moon into the sun (daylight)

Alright (alright)

Alright

Are you stranded, like I’m stranded?

Do you wanna watch the world fall to pieces?

Are you broken, like I’m broken?

Are you restless?

She said: «Fuck you, I’m from Oakland!»

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She’s my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch drunk and youngblood