🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Jesus Of Suburbia - Green Day

 -Jesus Of 
 
 Part I:  Of Suburbia
 I'm the  of rage and love
 The Jesus  Suburbia
 The bible of  of the above
 On a steady  of
 Soda pop and 
 No  ever died for my
 Sins in 
 As far as  can tell
 At least the ones  got away with
 
 And there's nothing wrong  me
  is how I'm supposed to be
 In  land of make believe
  don't believe in me
 
  my television fix
 Sitting on  crucifix
 The living room on  private womb
 While  Moms and Brads are away
 To fall in love and  in debt
 To alcohol and 
  Mary Jane
 To keep  insane
  someone else's cocaine
 
 And there's nothing wrong  me
 This  how I'm supposed to be
 In  land of make believe
 That don't  in me
 
 Part II: City of  Damned
 At  center of the earth
 In the parking 
  the 7-11 were I was taught
 The motto was  a lie
 
  says home is were your heart is
  what a shame
 Cause  heart
 Doesn't beat the 
 It's beating  of time
 
 City of the 
 At the end of another lost 
 Signs  to nowhere
  of the damned
 Lost children with dirty faces 
 No one really seems to 
 
  read the graffiti
 In the bathroom 
 Like  holy scriptures of a shopping mall
 And  it seemed to confess
 
 It didn't  much
 But it  confirmed that
 The center  the earth
 Is the  of the world
 And I could really  less
 
 City of the 
 At the  of another lost highway
  misleading to nowhere
 City of  damned
 Lost children  dirty faces today
 No one  seems to care
 
 Part III: I  care
 I don't care if  don't
  don't care if you don't
 I don't care if  don't care (4x)
 
  don't care.....
 
 Everyone  so full of shit
 Born  raised by hypocrites
 Hearts recycled but never 
 From  cradle to the grave
 We are the kids of war  peace
 From Anaheim to  Middle East
  are the stories and disciples of
 The  of suburbia
 
  of make believe
  it don't believe in me
 Land  make believe
  I don't believe
 And I don't care! 
 
  IV: Dearly beloved
  beloved are you listening?
 I can't remember a word that  were saying
 Are we demented or am  disturbed?
 The space  inbetween insane and insecure
 
  therapy, can you please fill the void?
 Am I retarded or am I just 
 Nobody's perfect  I stand accused
 For lack of a better word, and that's  best excuse
 
 Part V: Tales of  broken home
 To live, and not to 
 Is to die,  tragedy
 To run, to run 
 To find,  you believe
 
 And I  behind
 This hurricane  ing lies
 I lost my  to this
 This town that don't 
 So I run  run away
  the light of masochist
 
 And I, leave 
 This hurricane of ing 
  I, walked this line
 A million and one  times
 But not  time
 
 I don't feel  shame
  wont apologize
 When there ain't  you can go
 
  away from pain
 When  been victimized
  from another broken home
 
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 Ah,  leaving home...