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Jesus of Suburbia

Green Day
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D-DU-UDU
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've gotten 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
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
 
 
 |  |  |  –  |  |  |
At  the center of the earth
In  the parking lot
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 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 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
Sign  misleading  to nowhere
City  of the  damned
Lost  children with dirty  faces today
No  one really  seems to 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  (x4)
 –
 I don’t care
 
Everyone  is 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 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 (x4)
   –  -
 And I don’t care
Dearly  beloved are you listening?
I  can’t 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
 |  |  |  |  –  |
 |  |  –  | (x4)
 -  –  –  -
 To live and not to breathe
 –  –  –  -
 Is to die in tragedy
 –  –  –  -
 To run, to run away
 –  –  –  -
 To find what you believe
   –  –  –  –  –  –  –  –
 And I.. Leave be.. hind
 –  –  –  -
 This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking 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 be.. hind
 –  –  –  -
 This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies
   –  –  –  –  –  –  –  –
 And I.. Walked this line
 –  –  –  –  -
 A mil..lion and one fu..cking times But not this time
 |  |  –  | (x10)
 –  -  –  -  –
 –  –  –  –  –  (x2)
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...
   –  -
 You’re leaving...
   –  -
 You’re leaving...
   –
 Ah you’re leaving home…
 |  |  –  |
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Readable chord sheet for Jesus of Suburbia by Green Day

[C]I'm the son of rage and love
[Am]The Jesus of suburbia
[F]From the Bible of none of the above
[G]On a steady diet of

[C]Soda pop and Ritalin
[Am]No one ever died for my
[F]Sins in hell, as far as I can tell
[G]At least the ones I've gotten away with

[F]And there's nothing wrong with [G]me
[F]This is how I'm supposed to [G]be
[F]In a land of make [G]believe

That don't believe in me

  [C]   [G]   [F]

[C]Get my television fix
[Am]Sitting on my crucifix
[F]The living room or my private womb
[G]While the moms and brads are away

[C]To fall in love and fall in debt
[Am]To alcohol and cigarettes
[F]And Mary Jane to keep me insane
[G]And doing someone else's cocaine

[F]And there's nothing wrong with [G]me
[F]This is how I'm supposed to [G]be
[F]In a land of make [G]believe

That don't believe in me

  [C]   [G]    [F]

  [C]   [Am]   [F]    [G]

| [C] | [E]  | [Am] – [G] | [F] | [G] |

[C]At the center of the earth
[C/B]In the parking lot
[Am]Of the 7-11 were [G]I was taught
[F]The motto was just a [G]lie

[C]It says home is were your heart is
[C/B]But what a shame
[Am]Cause everyone's heart doesn't b[G]eat the same
[F]We're beating out of [G]time

[Am]City of [G]the dead
[C]At the end of [F]another lost highway
[Am]Sign mis[G]leading to [F]nowhere
[Am]City of [G]the damned
[C]Lost children with [F]dirty faces today
[Am]No one [G]really seems to [F]care

[C]I read the graffiti
[C/B]In the bathroom stall
[Am]Like the holy scriptures of a [G]shopping mall
[F]And so it seemed to [G]confess

[C]It didn't say much
[C/B]But it only confirmed that
[Am]The center of the earth is the [G]end of the world
[F]And I could really care [G]less

[Am]City of [G]the dead
[C]At the end of [F]another lost highway
[Am]Sign mis[G]leading to [F]nowhere
[Am]City of [G]the damned
[C]Lost children with [F]dirty faces today
[Am]No one [G]really seems to [F]care

  [G]   [C]   [G]   [C]   [F]   [C]   [G]

[G]I don't care [C]if you don't
[G]I don't care [C]if you don't
[F]I don't care [C]if you don't [G]care   (x4)

[F] – [G]
I don’t care

  [C]   [C]   [C]   [Ab]   [G]

[C]Everyone is so full of [Ab]shit [G]
[C]Born and raised by hypo[Ab]crite[G]s
[C]Hearts recycled but never [Ab]saved[G]
[C]From the cradle to the [Ab]grave[G]
[C]We are the kids of war and [Ab]peace[G]
[C]From Anaheim to the Middle [Ab]East [G]
[C]We are the stories and disci[Ab]ples [G]
[C]Of the Jesus of subur[Ab]bia  [G]

[F]Land of make [G]believ[C]e   [G]
[F]And it don't [G]believe in [C]me  [G]
[F]Land of make [G]belie[C]ve  [G]
[F]And I don't b[G]elieve

    [F] – [G]   [C]
And I don’t care (x4)
    [F] – [G]   [C] - [G]
And I don’t care

[G]Dearly beloved are you [Bm]listening?
[C]I can’t remember a word [G]that you were [D]saying
[G]Are we demented or are [Bm]we disturbed?
[C]The space that's in between [G]insane and [D]insecure

[G]Oh therapy, can you please [Bm]fill the void?
[C]Am I retarded or am [G]I just over[D]joyed
[G]Nobody's perfect and I [Bm]stand accused
[C]For lack of a better word, and [G]that's my beat [D]excuse

| [G] | [Bm] | [C] | [G] – [D] |

| [G] | [F] – [C] | (x4)

[G]           [F] - [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
To live and not to  breathe
[G]            [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
Is to die in tragedy
[G]          [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
To run, to run away
[G]            [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
To find what you believe

    [C] – [G] – [C] – [G] – [C]     [G]    [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] – [D]
And I..             Leave be.. hind

[G]    [C]   [G]    [C]    [G]  [C]   [G]     [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] - [D]
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies

[G]         [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
I lost my faith to this
[G]              [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
This town that don't exist
[G]           [F] – [C] – [G] – [F] - [C]
So I run, I run away
[G]               [F] – [C] - [G]
To the light of masochist

    [C] – [G] – [C] – [G] – [C]     [G]    [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] – [D]
And I..             Leave be.. hind

[G]    [C]   [G]    [C]    [G]  [C]   [G]     [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] - [D]
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies

    [C] – [G] – [C] – [G] – [C]      [G]    [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] – [D]
And I..             Walked this line

[G]    [C]    [G]    [C]   [G]   [C]   [G]     [D] – [G] – [D] – [G] – [D] - [G]
A    mil..lion and one fu..cking times       But not this time

| [G] | [F] – [C] | (x10)

[C] – [G] - [C] – [G] - [C] – [G]
[D] – [G] – [D] – [G] – [D] – [G]  (x2)

[C]I don't feel a[D]ny shame
I [G]won’t apolog[C]ize
[C]When there ain't n[D]owhere you can go[G]

[C]Running a[D]way from pain
When [G]you've been victim[C]ized
[C]Tales from an[D]other broken...

[G]Home...
       [F] – [C] - [G]
You’re leaving...
       [F] – [C] - [G]
You’re leaving...
       [F] – [C] - [G]
You’re leaving...
       [F] – [C]
Ah you’re leaving home…

| [G] | [F] – [C] |
| [G] | [F] – [C] | [G] |

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