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 diet of
pop and Ritalin
No one ever for my sins in hell
As far as I can
At least the ones I got away

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

Get my fix
on my crucifix
The room in my private womb
While the and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in
To alcohol and and
Jane
To keep me
And doing else's cocaine

And there's wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of believe
don't believe in me

[Part 2: Of The Damned]

At the center of the Earth in the lot
Of the where I was taught
The was just a lie
It says "home is where your heart is," but what a
everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
It's out of time

City of the
At the end of another highway
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with faces today
No one seems to care

I the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Like the holy of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to
It didn't say much, but it only
That the center of the is the end of the world
And I could really less

City of the
At the end of another highway
Signs misleading to
City of the
Lost children with dirty faces
No one really to care

[Part 3: I Care]

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

I don't

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

[Part 4: Dearly

beloved, are you listening?
I remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I
The space that's in insane and insecure
Oh, therapy, can you fill the void?
Am I or am I just overjoyed?
perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a word, and that's my best excuse

[
Part 5: Tales Of 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 lies

I my faith 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 line
A million and one fucking
But not this

I don't any shame, I won't apologize
When there ain't you can go
Running away from pain when been victimized
from another broken...home

leaving...
leaving...
leaving...
Ah you're home...