Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus of Suburbia

[Green Day

1: Jesus of Suburbia]

I'm the son of and love
The of Suburbia
the bible of "none of the above"
On a diet of
Soda pop and
No one ever died for my in hell
As far as I can
At the ones I got away with

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
on my crucifix
The room in my private womb
While the and Brads are away
To fall in love and in debt
To and cigarettes and
Mary
To keep me
And doing someone cocaine

And nothing wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of believe
That believe in me

[Part 2: City Of The

At the of the Earth in the parking lot
Of the 7-11 I was taught
The was just a lie
It "home is where your heart is," but what a shame
Cause everyone's doesn't beat the same
It's out of time

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

I read the graffiti in the stall
Like the holy of the shopping mall
And so it to confess
It say much, but it only confirmed
That the center of the is the end of the world
And I could really less

of the dead
At the end of another highway
misleading to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with 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 care
I care if you don't
I don't if you don't
I don't care if you don't

I care

Everyone is so of shit
and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never
From the to the grave
We are the kids of war and
Anaheim to the middle east
We are the and disciples of
The Jesus of
Land of believe
And that don't in me
Land of believe
And I believe
And I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!

[Part 4: Beloved]

beloved, are you listening?
I remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I
The that's in between insane and insecure
Oh, therapy, can you please fill the
Am I retarded or am I just
Nobody's perfect and I stand
For lack of a word, and that's my best excuse

[
Part 5: Tales Of Another Broken

To and not to breathe
Is to die in
To run, to run
To find what you
And I behind
This hurricane of lies

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

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

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