[Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong, Jason White, Armstrong & White]
There's a million Jews in New York
And I'm one of them
There's a million stars in the sky
And a million cars on the West Side Highway
Back at home, I didn't feel this free
Up and down the boulevard, I could hear them scream
"Hey faggot," "How much?"
"I'm gonna kick your ass, motherfucker"
[Chorus: Armstrong, Armstrong & White]
But I held my head up high
Let them suffocate and die
In their ordinary lives
[Verse 2: White, Armstrong & White]
There's two hundred punks in the park
And I'm one of them
There's a place to go
After all these years of feeling alone
Back at home, walking down the street
People pulled their kids aside
Like I was some kind of disease
[Chorus: White, Armstrong & White]
But as much as I tried to hide
And plug my ears, it hurt inside
It curled up and wounded my pride
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3: Armstrong, White, Armstrong & White]
There's a million Jews in New York
And I'm one of them
There's a million stars in the sky
And a million cars on the West Side Highway
As I ride, I can feel the street Like a river (Like a river), it flows rapidly
Through the city, it propels
Me towards a tragic, bloody crash, oh well
[Chorus: Armstrong, White, Armstrong & White]
An inch from death seems to be
The only place to find some peace
The only place to ride a bike
And feel alive and find a sense of pride (pride)
And dignity