Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billie Joe Armstrong
Lead Vocals
Mike Dirnt
Background Vocals
Tré Cool
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billie Joe Armstrong
Composer
Mike Dirnt
Composer
Tré Cool
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Green Day
Producer
Casey McCrankin
Additional Engineer
Jerry Finn
Mixing Engineer
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Neill King
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dear mother, can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks since that
I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
'Cause now it seems that I am
Out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
[Verse 2]
A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and
Left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason
It's now feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
[Verse 3]
Dear mother, can you hear me laughing?
It's been six whole months since that
I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason
It's now feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
[Chorus]
Pay attention to the cracked streets (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
And the broken homes
Some call it slums, some call it nice
I wanna take you through (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
A wasteland I'd like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
Oh, paradise
Written by: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, Tré Cool