[Performed by Billie Joe Armstrong]



I ain't a politician

I'm just a bad musician

Whatcha gonna do for me?



Do you have a taste for

Sex and blood and hate, or

Really good LSD



I'd like to start a band with

I'll sing and you can

Learn to play the tambourine



Here's an invitation

No time for hesitation

Come and join my family



[Chorus]

I live inside of you

But you don't belong to me

I'm a reflection of you

What's my recipe?



Half a cup satanical

Teaspoon puritanical

Stir it with a bloody hand

Quarter cup messiahcal

Sprinkle of maniacle

Now I'm a mechanical man



I'll give you the heads up

Come on and get your legs up

This is called the family jam



Together we'll stay hidden

Wait for Armageddon

Stick it to the man



[Chorus]



[Charlie (laughs):] "Watch this shit, woman! Gonna learn somethin' right now."



[Singing]

Open up the curtains

Then we'll start hurting

Come on lets do the creepy crawl

The shows about to go down

Come I got the low down

Together we'll make Hollywood fall



I live inside of you

But you don't belong to me

I'm a reflection of you

What's my recipe?



I live inside of you

But you don't belong to me

I'm a reflection of you

What's my recipe?



I live inside of you

But you don't belong to me

I'm a reflection of you

You look at me and what do you see?

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,

Stirred with a bloody hand

A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal

And now I'm a mechanical man

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,

Stirred with a bloody hand

A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal

And now I'm a mechanical man