Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia (en) Lyrics
I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
The bible of "none of the above"
On a steady diet of
Soda-pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in Hell
As far as I can tell
'Least the ones I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make-believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room, or my private womb
While the moms and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
and Mary Jane
To keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine
At the center of the Earth,
in the parking lot
Of the 7-Eleven where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says "home is where your heart
is," but what a shame
'Cause everyone's heart
doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead (Hey! Hey!)
At the end of another lost
highway (Hey! Hey!)
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned (Hey! Hey!)
Lost children with dirty
faces today (Hey! Hey!)
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti in
the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures
of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much, but
it only confirmed
That the center of the Earth
is the end of the world
And I could really care less
No one really seems to care (Hey!)
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care!
Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled, but never saved
From the cradles to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of Suburbia!
Land of make-believe
And it don't believe in me
(Said it's, it's another lie!)
And I don't believe
And I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can't remember a word
that you were saying
Are we demented, or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between
insane and insecure
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
(Ooh, ooh) Oh, therapy, can
you please fill the void?
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) Am I retarded
or am I just overjoyed?
(Ooh, ooh) Nobody's perfect
and I stand accused
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) For lack of a better
word, and that's my best excuse
To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the lights of masochists
And I've walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time!
I don't feel any shame,
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain when
you've been victimized
Tales from another broken
Home
You're leaving
Are you leaving home?
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