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Green Day

Jesus of Suburbia

  punk rock  rock  punk  alternative  pop punk
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Текст песни Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia

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I`m the son of rage and loveThe 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 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 meGet 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 and doing someone else`s cocaineAnd there`s nothing wrong with meThis is how I`m supposed to beIn a land of make believeThat don`t believe in meAt the center of the EarthIn the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart isBut what a shame Cause everyone`s heart Doesn`t beat the same It`s beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems 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 thatThe center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the deadAt the end of another lost highwaySigns misleading to nowhereCity of the damnedLost children with dirty faces todayNo one really seems to careeeeeeI don`t care if you don`t I don`t care if you don`tI don`t care if you don`t care[x4]I don`t careeeeeeeeeeEveryone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never savedFrom the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peaceFrom 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! I don`t care! [x4]Dearly 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 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 best excuse To live and not to breathe Is to die In tragedyTo run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behindThis hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don`t existSo I run I run awayTo the light of masochistAnd I leave behind This hurricane of fucking liesAnd I walked this line A million and one fucking timesBut not this timeI don`t feel any shameI won`t apologize When there ain`t nowhere you can goRunning away from painWhen you`ve been victimizedTales from another broken homeYou`re leaving...You`re leaving...You`re leaving...Ah you`re leaving home...

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