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

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