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Jesus Of Suburbia (full Length)

I. "Jesus of Suburbia"
I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
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
'Least the ones I got away with
And there's nothin' wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In the land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
In the living room
Or my private womb
While the moms and *Dads* are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
And mary jane to keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothin wrong with me
This is how i'm supposed to be
In the land of make believe
That don't believe in me

II. "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
''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
And no one really seems to care

I read the grafitti 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
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Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
And no on really seems to care

III. "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 (x4)
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 I don't believe in me
Land of make believe and I don't believe
And I DON'T CARE (ooh ooh ooh)(x5)

IV. "Dearly Beloved"
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were sayin'
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The spaces 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 thats my best excuse

V. "Tales of Another Broken Home"
To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
Is to find what you believe
And I leave behind this hurricane of f**kin' 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 f**kin' lies
And I walk this line
A million and one f**kin' 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 leavin' x3)
OH YOU'RE LEAVIN HOME!

 
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