Smell your technicolor in your eyes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake you like a ton of lightning
Staring in the sun is blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky

Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You're such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes

We're in a psychotic red alert
Your bouquet of flowers in the dirt
Radioactive and primal
Nuclear and so delightful
Wearing Dayglo where you know it hurts

Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You're such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes

Smell your technicolor in your eyes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake it like a ton of lightning
Staring in the sun is blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky

Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You're such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG, MIKE DIRNT, TRE COOL