Green Day Lyrics

Album: American Idiot

Jesus Of Suburbia Lyrics

[Part 1]

 

 I'm the son of rage and love

 The Jesus of suburbia 

 From 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 

 

 At least the ones I got away with 

 But there's nothing wrong with me 

 This is how I'm supposed to be 

 In a land of make believe 

 That doesn't believe that don't believe in me

 

 Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix 

 The living in my private womb 

 While the moms and brads are away 

 To fall in love and fall in debt 

 To alcohol and cigarettes and marey Jane 

 To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine

 

 [Part 2: City Of The Damned]

 

 Alot 

 Of the 7-11 were I was taught 

 The motto was just a lie 

 It says home is were your heart is

 But what a shame 

 Cause everyone's heart 

 Doesn't beat the same 

 We're beating out of time 

 City of the dead 

 At the end of another lost highway 

 Sign misleading to nowhere 

 city of the damned 

 lost children with there dirty faces today 

 no one really seem s to care 

 I read the graffiti 

 In the bathroom stall 

 Like the holy scriptures of a 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 

 

 [Part 3: I don't care]

 

 I don't care if you don't 

 I don't care if you don't care [x5]

 

 Everyone is so full of shit 

 Burn and raised by hipocrits 

 Hearts recycled but never saved

 From the cradle 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 

 Land of make believe 

 And I don't believe 

 And I don't care! 

 

 [Part 4: Dearly beloved]

 

 dearly beloved are you listening?

 I cant remember a word that you were saying

 Are we demented or are we disturbed? 

 The space that's in between insane and insecure 

 Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? 

 Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed 

 Nobody's perfect and I stand accused 

 For lack of a better word, and that's my beat excuse 

 

 [Part 5: Tales of another broken home]

 

 To live and not to breathe 

 Is to die In tragedy

 To run, to run away 

 To find what you believe 

 And what I left 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 light of masochist

 And I leave behind 

 This hurricane of fucking lies

 And I walked this line 

 A million and one fucking times

 But not this time

 

 I don't feel any shame

 I wont apologize 

 

 When there ain't nowhere you can go

 Running away from pain

 When you've been victimized

 Tales from another broken home