(Youngblood)
She's my little youngblood
Youngblood
Punch-drunken youngbloodShe's a loner, not a stoner
Bleeding heart and the soul of Miss Teresa
Supernova, Cherry Cola
She's the cedar in the trees of MinnesotaI'm a rough boy 'round the edges
Getting drunk, and fallen in the hedges
She's my weakness, fucking genius
Swear to god and I'm not even superstitious(Youngblood)
She's my little youngblood
(Youngblood)
Punch-drunken youngbloodI want to hold you like a gun
We'll shoot the moon into the sun
Alright, alrightAre you stranded, like I'm stranded?
Do you want to 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)
She's my little youngblood
(Youngblood)
Punch-drunken youngblood
Songwriters
BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG, MIKE RYAN PRITCHARD, FRANK EDWIN WRIGHT IIIPublished by
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