Father of All...

I woke up to a message of love
Choking up on the smoke from above
I'm obsessed with the poison and us
What a mess? 'Cause there's no one to trust

Huh-uh, come on, honey
Huh-uh, count your money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
There's a riot living inside of us

I got paranoia, baby
And it's so hysterical
Crackin' up under the pressure
Looking for a miracle
Huh-uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Uh-huh, yeah

I'm impressed with the presence of none
I'm possessed from the heat of the sun
Hurry up 'cause I'm making a fuss
Fingers up 'cause there's no one to trust

Huh-uh, come on, honey
Huh-uh, count your money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
There's a riot living inside of us

I got paranoia, baby
And it's so hysterical
Crackin' up under the pressure
Looking for a miracle
Huh-uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us

Huh-uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Huh-uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh-uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Uh-huh, yeah Writer(s): Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Ryan Pritchard