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Jesus Of Suburbia

Green Day

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Capo on 1st C I'm the son of rage and love Am The Jesus of suburbia F From the Bible of none of the above G On a steady diet of C Soda pop and Ritalin Am No one ever died for my F Sins in hell, as far as I can tell G At least the ones I've gotten away with F G And there's nothing wrong with me F G This is how I'm supposed to be F G In a land of make believe That don't believe in me | C - G | F | (x2) C Get my television fix Am Sitting on my crucifix F The living room or my private womb G While the moms and brads are away C To fall in love and fall in debt Am To alcohol and cigarettes F And Mary Jane to keep me insane G And doing someone else's cocaine F G And there's nothing wrong with me F G This is how I'm supposed to be F G In a land of make believe That don't believe in me | C - G | F | (x2) | C | Am | F | G | | C | E | Am � G | F | G | C At the center of the earth C/B In the parking lot Am G Of the 7-11 were I was taught F G The motto was just a lie C It says home is were your heart is C/B But what a shame Am G Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same F G We're beating out of time Am G City of the dead C F At the end of another lost highway Am G F Sign misleading to nowhere Am G City of the damned C F Lost children with dirty faces today Am G F No one really seems to care C I read the graffiti C/B In the bathroom stall Am G Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall F G And so it seemed to confess C It didn't say much C/B But it only confirmed that Am G The center of the earth is the end of the world F G And I could really care less Am G City of the dead C F At the end of another lost highway Am G F Sign misleading to nowhere Am G City of the damned C F Lost children with dirty faces today Am G F No one really seems to care | G - C | G - C | F - C | G | G C I don't care if you don't G C I don't care if you don't F C G I don't care if you don't care (x4) F � G I don�t care� | C | C | C | G# - G | (x2) C G# - G Everyone is so full of shit C G# - G Born and raised by hypocrites C G# - G Hearts recycled but never saved C G# - G From the cradle to the grave C G# - G We are the kids of war and peace C G# - G From Anaheim to the Middle East C G# - G We are the stories and disciples C G# - G Of the Jesus of suburbia F G C - G Land of make believe F G C - G And it don't believe in me F G C - G Land of make believe F G And I don't believe F � G C And I don�t care (x4) F � G C - G And I don�t care G Bm Dearly beloved are you listening? C G D I can�t remember a word that you were saying G Bm Are we demented or are we disturbed? C G D The space that's in between insane and insecure G Bm Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? C G D Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed G Bm Nobody's perfect and I stand accused C G D For lack of a better word, and that's my beat excuse | G | Bm | C | G � D | | G | F � C | (x4) G F - C � G � F - C To live and not to breathe G F � C � G � F - C Is to die in tragedy G F � C � G � F - C To run, to run away G F � C � G � F - C To find what you believe C � G � C � G � C G D � G � D � G � D And I.. Leave be.. hind G C G C G C G D � G � D � G - D This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies G F � C � G � F - C I lost my faith to this G F � C � G � F - C This town that don't exist G F � C � G � F - C So I run, I run away G F � C - G To the light of masochist C � G � C � G � C G D � G � D � G � D And I.. Leave be.. hind G C G C G C G D � G � D � G - D This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies C � G � C � G � C G D � G � D � G � D And I.. Walked this line G C G C G C G D � G � D � G � D - G A mil..lion and one fu..cking times But not this time | G | F � C | (x10) C � G - C � G - C � G D � G � D � G � D � G (x2) C D I don't feel any shame G C I won�t apologize C D G When there ain't nowhere you can go C D Running away from pain G C When you've been victimized C D Tales from another broken... G Home... F � C - G You�re leaving... F � C - G You�re leaving... F � C - G You�re leaving... F � C Ah you�re leaving home� | G | F � C | | G | F � C | G |
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