TheProLyrics's video: Green Day - Jesus Of Surburbia Lyrics

Song "Jesus Of Surburbia" by "Green Day". Requested by: MrBulletrain1 Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use"? for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. Lyrics: Part One: 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 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 in my living room of 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 cocaine 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 Part Two: City of the Damned at the center of the earth in the parking lot of the seven eleven where i was taught the motto was just a lie it says "home is where your heart is" but what a shame coz everyone's heart doesnt 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 on the bathroom stall like the holy scriptures of the shopping mall and so it seemed to confess it didnt say much but it only confirmed that the center of the earth is the end of the world and i could really care less 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 Part Three: I Don't Care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care I don't care if you don't 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 cradle to the grave we are the kids of war and peace from anaheim to the middle east we are the stories and diciples of the jesus of suburbia land of make-believe and it don't believe in me land of make-believe and it don't believe in me and I don't care I don't care I don't care I don't care I don't care Part Four: Dearly Beloved Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you are saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? the space that's in between insane and insecure (ooooooooooooh ooooooooooooh) Oh therapy can you please fill the void? am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For the lack of a better word and that's my best excuse Part Five: Tales from 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 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 leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies and I walk 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 Runnin' away from pain when you've been victimized Tales from another broken home You're leaving You're leaving You're leaving Are you leaving home?