Green Day Lyrics : Jesus of Suburbia

this song has 5 parts in the song so im gunna write it all together cuz i know its
a pain to look for all the songs in the one song.. enjoy and if any problems IM me
on dufustardation and brandnewibanez

(part one) jesus of suburbia

Im the son of rage and love
the jesus of suburbia
from the bible of "none of the above"
on a steady diet or soda pop and ritalin
no one ever died for my sins in hell
as far and i can tell
at least the ones i got away with
but theres nothing wrong
this is how im supposed to be
in the land of make belive
that dont belive in me
get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
the living room in my private womb
while the moms and Brads are away
to fall in love and fall in deist
to alcohol and cigerettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone elses cocaine

CITY OF THE DAMNED (part two)


at the center of the earth
in the parking lot of a seven - eleven where i was taught
the motto was just a lie
it says home is where the heart is
but its a shame
because everyone's heart dosent beat the same
we're beating out of time
city of the dead
at the end of another lost highway
sings misleading to nowhere- City Of The Damned
lost children with dirty faces today
no one really seems to care
i read the grafiti in the bathroom stall
like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall
and so it seemed to confess it didnt say much
but it only confirmed that
at the center of the earth is the end of the world
and i could really care less


I DONT CARE (part three)

i dont care if you dont
i dont care if you dont
i dont care if you dont care
(x 5)
everyone is so full of shit
born and raised my hypocrits
hearts and recycled but never saved
from the cradle to the grave
we are the kids of war and peace from anahiem to the middle east
we are the stories and disciples of the jesus of suburbia
land of make belive
and it dont belive in me
I DONT CARE!

DEARLY BELOVED (part four)

dearly beloved, are you listening?
I cant remember a word that you were saying
are we demented? or am i disturbed?
the space that's in between insane and insecure
oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
am i retarded?
and am i just overjoyed?
nobody's perfect and i stand accused
for lack of a better word and that's my best excuse


TALES OF ANOTHER BROKEN HOME (part five)

To live and not to breathe
is to die in tragedy
to run, to run away to find what to belive
and i leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
i lost my faith to this, this town that dont exist
so i run, i run away
to the light of masochists
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 dont feel any shame, i wont apologize
when there aint' nowhere you can go
running away from pain when you've been victimized

tales from another broken home