Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus of Suburbia

[Green Day

[Part 1: of Suburbia]

I'm the son of rage and
The Jesus of
From the of "none of the above"
On a steady of
Soda pop and
No one ever died for my in hell
As far as I can
At least the ones I got away

And there's nothing with me
This is how I'm to be
In the land of believe
That don't in me

Get my fix
Sitting on my
The living room in my womb
While the moms and are away
To fall in and fall in debt
To alcohol and and
Mary
To keep me
And someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing with me
This is how I'm to be
In a land of believe
That believe in me

2: City Of The Damned]

At the center of the in the parking lot
Of the where I was taught
The motto was a lie
It says "home is where your heart is," but what a
Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the
It's beating out of

of the dead
At the end of lost highway
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children dirty faces today
No one really seems to

I read the graffiti in the stall
Like the holy scriptures of the shopping
And so it to confess
It didn't say much, but it only
That the center of the earth is the end of the
And I could care less

of the dead
At the end of another lost
Signs misleading to
of the damned
Lost with dirty faces today
No one seems to care

[Part 3: I Don't

I don't care if you
I care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't if you don't
I don't if you don't
I care if you don't care

I care

is so full of shit
Born and raised by
Hearts recycled but never
From the to the grave
We are the of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle
We are the and disciples of
The of Suburbia
of make believe
And that don't in me
of make believe
And I don't
And I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!

[Part 4: Beloved]

Dearly beloved, are you
I can't remember a word you were saying
Are we demented or am I
The space in between insane and insecure
Oh, therapy, can you please fill the
Am I retarded or am I overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I accused
For lack of a word, and that's my best excuse

[
Part 5: Of Another Broken Home]

To and not to breathe
Is to die in
To run, to run
To find you believe
And I leave
This hurricane of fucking

I lost my to this
This that don't exist
So I run, I run
To the light of
And I behind
This hurricane of lies
And I walked this
A million and one fucking
But not time

I don't feel any shame, I won't
When there nowhere you can go
Running from pain when you've been victimized
Tales another broken...home

leaving...
leaving...
leaving...
Ah leaving home...