|
[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 |
printable copy of the lyrics to Jesus Of Suburbia |
| 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 |
Not the lyrics to "Jesus Of Suburbia" ?, Please report that below. |
|
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 |
Is this song NOT from AMERICAN IDIOT ? Would you report that? |
|
[Part 2: City Of The Damned]
|
If you can not find the lyrics you want, You may want to request them. |
|
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 |
To see or contribute to the discussion and comments on "Jesus Of Suburbia" lyrics, Please visit this song's lyrics page |
|
Advertisement -------------------- | |
|
[Part 3: I don't care]
|
To add comments to "GREEN DAY", Go to the lyrics listing page |
|
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care [x5] |
Anything wrong with the lyrics to "Jesus Of Suburbia" on this page, Would you please report that ? |
|
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! |
There is always room for improvement, Please send us your comments |
|
[Part 4: Dearly beloved]
|
|
|
Advertisement -------------------- | |
|
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 |
Lyrics are provided for educational purposes only |
|
[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]
|
Thank you for useing lyricsandsongs. |
|
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 |
Have something to tell us ? Please do from the contact us page |
|
Advertisement -------------------- | |
|
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 |
We want to be everyone's favorite lyrics website, Help us with your suggestions |