Geek Stink Breath
Green Day
Insomniac (1995)
Lyrics: Billie Joe Armstrong
Music: Green Day
Tuning: 1/2 step down (sounds a semitone lower than written here)
Notes: Very simple song

h = hammer-on
p = pull-off
b = bend
/ = slide up
\ = slide down
5 = power chord

Intro
   G5     F5  C5 (x4)
e|---------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------5--------------------------------------------------|
D|-5-5----3---5--------------------------------------------------|
A|-5-5----3---3--------------------------------------------------|
E|-3-3----1------------------------------------------------------|

Verse
   G5   F5 (x7)  G5
e|---------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-5----3--------5-----------------------------------------------|
A|-5----3--------5-----------------------------------------------|
E|-3----1--------3-----------------------------------------------|

Chorus
   A#5  F5 (x4)  G5   F5 (x3)  G5
e|---------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-3-------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-3----3--------5----3--------5---------------------------------|
A|-1----3--------5----3--------5---------------------------------|
E|------1--------3----1--------3---------------------------------|


Order

Intro
Verse 1 (palm mute)
Chorus
Verse 2 (palm mute)
Chorus
Intro (x2)
Verse 3
Chorus
Intro
Intro chords x3, End on G5


Lyrics

I'm on a mission
I've made my decision
To lead a path of self-destruction
Slow progression			(Verse 1)
Killin my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self-control
I'm blowing off steam
With methaphetamine			(Chorus)
I don't know what I want
And it's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour
My blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure			(Verse 2)
Filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thick white line

(Chorus)
(Bridge)

I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand			(Verse 3)
Shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first

(Chorus)

Geek...stink...breath!