Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia Lyrics
1 JESUS OF SUBURBIAI'M THE SON OF RAGE AND LOVETHE JESUS OF SUBURBIAFROM THE BIBLE OF "NONE OF THE ABOVE"ON A STEADY DIET OF SODA POP AND RITALINNO ONE EVER DIES FOR MY SINS IN HELLAS FAR AS I CAN TELLAT LEAST THE ONES I GOT AWAY WITHAND THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH METHIS IS HOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BEIN THE LAND OF MAKE BELIEVETHAT DON'T BELIEVE IN MEGET MY TELEVISION FIX SITTING ON MY CRUCIFIXTHE LIVING ROOM IN MY PRIVATE WOMBWHILE THE MOM'S AND BRAD'S ARE AWAYTO FALL IN LOVE AND FALL IN DEBTTO ALCOHOL AND CIGARETTES AND MARY JANETO KEEP ME INSANE DOIN' SOMEONE ELSE'S COCAINE2. CITY OF THE DAMNEDAT THE CENTER OF THE EARTHIN THE PARKING LOT OF THE 7-11 WHERE I WAS TAUGHTTHE MOTTO WAS JUST A LIEIT SAYS "HOME IS WHERE YOUR HEART IS"BUT WHAT A SHAME'CAUSE EVERYONE'S HEART DOESN'T BEAT THE SAMEIT'S BEATING OUT OF TIMECITY OF THE DEADAT THE END OF ANOTHER LOST HIGHWAYSIGNS MISLEADING TO NOWHERE - CITY OF THE DAMNEDLOST CHILDREN WITH DIRTY FACES TODAYNO ONE REALLY SEEMS TO CAREI READ THE GRAFFITI IN THE BATHROOM STALLLIKE THE HOLY SCRIPTURES OF A SHOPPING MALLAND SO IT SEEMED TO CONFESS IT DIDN'T SAY MUCHBUT IT ONLY CONFIRMED THATTHE CENTER OF THE EARTH IS THE END OF THE WORLDAND I COULD REALLY CARE LESSCITY OF THE DEADAT THE END OF ANOTHER LOST HIGHWAYSIGNS MISLEADING TO NOWHERE - CITY OF THE DAMNEDLOST CHILDREN WITH DIRTY FACES TODAYNO ONE REALLY SEEMS TO CARE3. I DON'T CAREI DONT CARE IF YOU DONT.I DONT CARE IF YOU DONTI DONT CARE IF YOU DONT CAREEVERYONE IS SO FULL OF SHIT!BORN AND RAISED BY HYPOCRITES.HEARTS RECYCLED BUT NEVER SAVEDFROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVEWE ARE THE KIDS OF WAR AND PEACE>FROM ANAHEIM TO THE MIDDLE EASTWE ARE THE STORIES AND DISCIPLES OF THE JESUS OF SUBURBIALAND OF MAKE BELIEVEAND IT DONT BELIEVE IN ME AND I DONT CARE!4. DEARLY BELOVEDDEARLY BELOVED, ARE YOU LISTENING?I CAN'T REMEMBER A WORD THAT YOU WERE SAYINGARE WE DEMENTED?OR AM I DISTURBED?THE SPACE THAT'S IN BETWEEN INSANE AND INSECUREOH THERAPY, CAN YOU PLEASE FILL THE VOID?AM I RETARDED?OR AM I JUST OVERJOYED?NOBODY'S PERFECT AND I STAND ACCUSEDFOR LACK OF A BETTER WORD AND THAT'S MY BEST EXCUSE5. TALES OF ANOTHER BROKEN HOMETO LIVE AND NOT TO BREATHEIS TO DIE IN TRAGEDYTO RUN, TO RUN AWAY TO FIND WHAT YOU BELIEVEAND I LEAVE BEHIND THIS HURRICANE OF *****IN LIESI LOST MY FAITH TO THIS, THIS TOWN THAT DON'T EXISTSO I RUN, I RUN AWAYTO THE LIGHT OF MASOCHISTSAND I LEAVE BEHIND THIS HURRICANE OF *****IN LIESAND I WALKED THIS LINE A MILLION AND ONE *****IN TIMESBUT NOT THIS TIMEI DON'T FEEL ANY SHAME, I WON'T APOLOGISEWHEN THERE AINT NOWHERE YOU CAN GORUNNIN AWAY FROM PAIN WHEN YOU'VE BEEN VICTIMIZEDTALES FROM ANOTHER BROKEN HOMEYOUR LEAVINYOUR LEAVINYOUR LEAVINYOUR LEAVIN HOME!
