Who the hell are you to tell me,
What I am and what's my master plan?
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth?
Stop flattering yourself.
So when the smoke clears here I am,
Your reject all-American,
Sucking up to your social sect,
Making you a nervous wreck,
To hell and back and hell again I've gone,
You're not my type.
Not my type. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/green_day/reject.html ]
What's the difference between you and me?
I do what I want, and you do what you're told,
So listen up shut the hell up.
It's no big deal.
And I'll see you in hell.
So when the smoke clears here I am,
Your reject all-American,
Sucking up to your social sect,
Making you a nervous wreck,
To hell and back and hell again I've gone,
You're not my type,
Not my type,
Not my type,
Your not my type.
So when the smoke clears here I am,
Your reject all-American.
Falling from grace, right on my face,
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.
"reject" came from an incident where a boy received green day's previous album, insomniac for his eighth birthday from his grandma. The boy started singing green day's songs (with explicit lyrics), and his mother got angry and wrote a complaint letter to armstrong; armstrong wrote an actual letter back to her, and this song was based on his response.