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

 -Jesus  Suburbia-
 
 Part I: Jesus  Suburbia
  the son of rage and love
 The Jesus  Suburbia
 The bible of none of the 
 On a  diet of
 Soda  and Ritalin
 No one ever died for 
  in hell
  far as I can tell
 At least the ones  got away with
 
  there's nothing wrong with me
  is how I'm supposed to be
 In a land  make believe
 That don't  in me
 
 Get  television fix
 Sitting on  crucifix
 The living  on my private womb
 While the  and Brads are away
 To fall in love and fall  debt
 To  and cigarettes
  Mary Jane
 To keep me 
 Doing someone else's 
 
 And there's nothing wrong with 
 This is how  supposed to be
 In a land of  believe
 That don't believe  me
 
  II: City of the Damned
 At the center  the earth
 In the  lot
 Of the 7-11 were I was 
 The motto was  a lie
 
 It says home  were your heart is
 But what a 
 Cause everyone's 
 Doesn't beat  same
 It's beating  of time
 
 City of  damned
 At the  of another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
 City of the 
  children with dirty faces today
 No one  seems to care
 
 I read  graffiti
  the bathroom stall
 Like the  scriptures of a shopping mall
 And so  seemed to confess
 
 It didn't say 
 But it only  that
 The center of  earth
 Is the end  the world
 And I could really  less
 
 City of the 
 At  end of another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
 City of the 
  children with dirty faces today
 No  really seems to care
 
 Part III: I  care
 I don't  if you don't
 I don't  if you don't
 I don't care if you don't  (4x)
 
 I  care.....
 
 Everyone  so full of shit
 Born  raised by hypocrites
 Hearts  but never saved
 From the cradle to  grave
 We  the kids of war and peace
 From  to the Middle East
 We are  stories and disciples of
 The  of suburbia
 
 Land of make 
 And it don't believe in 
 Land of  believe
 And I don't 
 And  don't care! (5x)
 
 Part IV:  beloved
 Dearly beloved are  listening?
  can't remember a word that you were saying
 Are  demented or am I disturbed?
 The space that's  insane and insecure
 
 Oh therapy, can you please  the void?
 Am I retarded or am I  overjoyed
 Nobody's perfect and I stand 
 For lack of  better word, and that's my best excuse
 
 Part  Tales of another broken home
 To live, and not to 
 Is to die, in 
 To run, to  away
 To find, what you 
 
 And I  behind
 This hurricane  ing lies
  lost my faith to this
 This town  don't exist
 So  run ,I run away
 To the light of 
 
 And I, leave 
 This  of ing lies
 And I, walked this 
 A million and one  times
  not this time
 
 I don't feel any 
 I wont 
  there ain't nowhere you can go
 
  away from pain
 When  been victimized
 Tales from  broken home
 
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 Ah,  leaving home...