im the son of rage and love

Jesus Of Suburbia-Green Day

I’m the son of rage and love,
The Jesus of suburbia,
From the bible of “none of the above”,

One a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin,
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far I can tell

Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room, in my private womb
While the Mom’s and Brad’s are away
To fall in love and fall in debt

But there’s nothing wrong with me
This is how I’m supposed to be
In the land of make believe
That don’t believe in me

At the center of the earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
The motto was just a lie

It says “home is where your heart is”

City of the dead
At the dnd of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere

City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

The cdnter of the earth
Is the end of the world

And I could really care less

Don’t ask us to attend ‘cos we’re not all there
Oh, don’t pretend ‘cos I don’t care
I don’t believe illusions ‘cos too much is real
So stop your cheap comments
‘Cos we know what we feel

Oh we’re so pretty, Oh so pretty!
We’re vacant!
[…]
And we don’t care.

I don’t care if you don’t
I don’t carev if you don’t care

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

Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can’t remember a word that you were saying

Oh therapy can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?

Nobody’s perfect and I stand accused
For the lack of a better word
And that’s my best excuse

To live and not to breathe
Is to dice in tragedy

And I leave behing
This hurricane of fucking lies

And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

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…
Ah you’re leaving home…