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Jesus Of Suburbia Lyrics
[Part I: Jesus of Suburbia ]
I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of Soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I got away with But there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me Get my television fix Sitting on my crucifix The living room of my private womb While the moms and Brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane to keep me insane And doing someone else's cocaine [Part II: City Of The Damned] At the center of the Earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says "home is were your heart is" But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same We're beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to care I read the graffiti In the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much But it only confirmed that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less [Part III: I don't care] I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care [x5] Everyone is so full of shit Burn and raised by hipocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave 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 Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! [Part IV: Dearly beloved] Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse [Part V: Tales of another broken home] To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I run I run away To the light of masochists And I leave behind 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 wont apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home
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04-06-2008
"I can't remember a word that you were saying" is surely the effect of drugs on the nervous system. That's my interpretation, if you don't agree, then write down your own!
Spockezri
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04-27-2008
The second part is about how big businesses are destroying everything.
At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
So, The Center of the Earth = 7/11
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
The Center of the Earth = The End of the World
The motto: the superstores telling us everything is great. The heart comment: We don't all live in the same place. Some of us live on the streets. The supermarkets are rich. We don't see the same.
The third part is about television. The first part of this is about how the world is a terrible place. There are wars, death, etc. The "land of make believe" is the media. The don't believe in us. The just show all the good things in the world, thus helping the supermarkets.
The forth part is hypocritical, so it sort of forms a circle, and doesn't make anything happen. He's not listening to his beloved, his beloved isn't listening to him. In order to change, you need to listen is what it's saying.
Fifth should be seperated into two parts.
To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
He's going to run away from the media, ignore what it's saying, and he's going to find the truth.
So I run
I run away
To the light of masochists
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
is about how he keeps trying and nobody's listening. So, he's going to try something different.
I don't feel any shame
I wont apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
He realizes he can't run from the media from staying home. And here's the part you left out:
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving home
It's about how he'll run away and find somewhere where people will listen, somewhere away from the media.
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04-27-2008
sooooooooo luv this song, dunno why but it is pretty damn good!
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06-08-2008
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06-30-2008
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06-30-2008
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07-14-2008
GREEN DAY SUCKS!!! They can't write music.
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07-25-2008
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08-07-2008
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08-08-2008
i agree with you because mostly people do not want to stay in the same place but generally boomerang back. unless theres almost nothing there for them like simple plan states in Perfect and in Welcome To My Life
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09-07-2008
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12-05-2008
Either way this song is fucking fantastic.
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12-05-2008
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01-10-2009
In a book I read, once the punk community felt Green Day had 'sold out' Billie Joe snuck into the old girls bathroom at night of the place they used to play before they signed a major record deal. On the wall it said 'BILLIE JOE MUST DIE'
" I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess "
How he found what it said about him
" It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world "
He was the 'center of the earth' meaning, famous. The people who wrote this on the wall felt that it was the worst thing, the end of the world, what the band did.
" And I could really care less "
They don't really care.
10-22-2009
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01-24-2009
Well I have an idea but...yeah. ideas?
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07-04-2009
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08-09-2009
I thought it would make more sense the other way. To just breathe and not to really live (is to die in tragedy) ... What do they mean by that line exactly?
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08-09-2009
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10-05-2009
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10-22-2009
Picture this.
In a time worn city in the Midwest area there is a place in the city even worse than the rest. Trash everywhere. Homeless people living under bridges. houses boarded up. Barrel fires in the streets. Everyone has a gun. Life is tense. On a street corner near the center of the city there lives a man. Black is his color of choice, head to toe. He prefers to remain anonymous. His mother lives there too although she i almost always drunk/stoned. He must take care of himself. Yet in this torn mind a thinker emerges.
Part1
This man calls himself the Jesus of suburbia, a social Marter. He pays for the sins of his city. All of the addiction and violence. He is save at home but only when he is alone there. He is an addict himself. There is nothing wrong here. No one expects anything of him (in a land of make believe that don't believe in me).
Part2
The center of his world is a 7/11. the place he hangs out. It is the central hub of this part of town. this may be his home but he does not want to be here. this city is lost. no one cares about these people. The only place the voices of these hurting people are herd is through bathroom graffiti. He feels there pain. Unless things change this city is doomed to destruction (the center of the earth is the end of the world). He does not want to help.
Part3
He is numb to all the suffering. Since no one cares, neither does he. He begins to criticize the upper class and politicians. This city could care less about him. But he doesn't care. They are all hypocrites.
Part4
In violent fit of rage he runs through the streets. Mocking the suffering of these people. He wonders "Are we all demented? Or am i disturbed?" He does not know, it is such a fine line. Therapy will never help. He is too cynical to be saved. Nobody's perfect including him. He is also at fault, if you want to call it that. This is society's fault.
Part5
The proverbial straw has been drawn. This is not real life. There is no freedom. All is chaos. Running away will find a new belief. He is leaving behind all the filth and lies. They can destroy themselves. He has no faith in humanity. He will not hurt himself any more. This is the end. He is leaving. He has no sympathy for the crumbling city. He will not apologize for his part because it will fall on deaf ears. He is running from his pain. He is a victim.
-Insert from "Tales From Another Broken Home"
The end. Everyone walks away. The Ipod begins to play next song. But you go back to hear it again. The feeling is real. You wonder why things are this way. And then it hits you. You are at fault!
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