Jesus of Suburbia is a song by Green Day, part of the American Idiot album, released in 2004. The song is a five-part rock opera that addresses themes of loss of identity, search for meaning, and criticism of suburban life conformity. It reflects on youthful discontent in America.
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I'm the son of rage and love
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The Jesus of Suburbia
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From the Bible of none of the above
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On a steady diet of
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Soda pop and Ritalin
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No one ever died for my
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Sins in hell, as far as I can tell
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At least the ones I've gotten away with
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And there's nothing wrong with me
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This is how I'm supposed to be
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In a land of make-believe That don't believe in me
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Get my television fix
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Sitting on my crucifix
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The living room or my private womb
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While the moms and brads are away
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To fall in love and fall in debt
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To alcohol and cigarettes
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And Mary Jane to keep me insane
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And doing someone else's cocaine
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And there's nothing wrong with me
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This is how I'm supposed to be
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In a land of make-believe That don't believe in me
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Am
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E
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At the center of the earth
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In the parking lot
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Of the 7-11 where I was taught
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The motto was just a lie
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It says "home is where your heart is"
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But what a shame
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Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
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It's beating out of time
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City of the dead
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At the end of another lost highway
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Signs misleading to nowhere
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City of the damned
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Lost children with dirty faces today
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No one really seems to care
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I read the graffiti
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In the bathroom stall
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Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
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And so it seemed to confess
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It didn't say much
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But it only confirmed
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That the center of the earth is the end of the world
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And I could really care less
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City of the dead
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At the end of another lost highway
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Signs misleading to nowhere
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City of the damned
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Lost children with dirty faces today
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No one really seems to care
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I don't care if you don't
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I don't care if you don't
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I don't care if you don't care (x4)
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I don’t care...
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Everyone is so full of shit
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Born and raised by hypocrites
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Hearts recycled but never saved
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From the cradle to the grave
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We are the kids of war and peace
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From Anaheim to the Middle East
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We are the stories and disciples
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Of the Jesus of Suburbia
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Land of make-believe
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And it don't believe in me
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Land of make-believe
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And I don't believe
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And I don’t care (x4)
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And I don’t care
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Bm
Dearly beloved are you listening?
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G
D
I can’t remember a word that you were saying
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Bm
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
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D
The space that's in between insane and insecure
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Bm
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D
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Bm
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
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Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
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Bm
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
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For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
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Bm
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To live and not to breathe
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Is to die in tragedy
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To run, to run away
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To find what you believe
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And I.. Leave be.. hind
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This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies
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I lost my faith to this
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This town that don't exist
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So I run, I run away
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To the light of masochist
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And I.. Leave be.. hind
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This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies
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And I.. Walked this line
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A mil..lion and one fu..cking times But not this time