AMERICAN IDIOT

A/N: Hello, and welcome to another one of my shitty fanfic type things. This would be more like an albumfic than a songfic, and it was inspired by someone who I cannot remember right now, but she made a south park album fic with the All American Rejects. I haven't finished it yet, seeing as I've been a bit busy this summer, but I still love it. Also, this chapter is most likely controversial or something, because it has a lot to do with the war and all…yeah…Soooo, I'm pretty sure I can start the chapter now. Toodles!

P.S.: This is all from Jimmy's PoV. He's kinda sorta but not really an OC of mine. Any questions just e-mail me or something…

DISCLAIMER: Green Day owns all lyrics!! Every last one.

CHAPTER ONE:

AMERICAN IDIOT

Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new media.

And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.

I've never liked this country. America. What the hell kind of a country is it anyway? The media is all over everything, so no one knows what truth is and what isn't. The whole country is in hysterics about this war, and I'm wondering why. I've never figured it out. We're fighting because of something that happened six years ago, and I'm still trying to remember why this all happened. All I know is, now everyone in the world knows my birthday because of it.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Now America is in this tension. Everyone wants the troops to come home, but they're afraid of what will happen if they do. This country, this 'United States', defiantly isn't a place where everything is meant to be ok…or, at least, not anymore. Everyone watches the TV and wishes life would be more like that, but really, the TV is worse than how the world is now. All I know is, I'm never going to follow what they say. Period.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia

I'm not sure what everyone in America is anymore. Maybe they're all fags, maybe they're all rednecks. Maybe they're all brainless zombies who pay attention to all the propaganda and can't think for themselves at all. Maybe they're all so paranoid that they won't come out of their houses, for fear that they'll get killed or something. That'll never be me. I'm the one who can think for himself, and be the insubordinate I've always been.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot America.

I don't want to be an idiot in this country. I don't want to be controlled by all the media, saying only what they want us to hear. I don't want to be one of the hysterical people, convinced we're all going to die or something. Everything that's going on, I've become numb to it. I can no longer separate the truth from the lies. And if you can't do that anymore, what can you do? Am I any better from the mindless zombies, or am I just like them now…?

A/N: Annnd that's a wrap for the first chapter. Jimmy won't say his name till about the sixth chapter most likely, but ah well. I know it kinda sucks, but whatever. I had a BLAST writing this. I really did. I kinda put my opinion in it a bit too, which is even better. Soooooo yeah. Next chapter will come shortly. LaTeR.