Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus of Suburbia

[Green Day

1: Jesus of Suburbia]

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

And there's wrong with me
This is how I'm to be
In the of make believe
don't believe in me

Get my fix
on my crucifix
The living in my private womb
While the moms and are away
To fall in love and fall in
To alcohol and and
Mary
To me insane
And someone else's cocaine

And nothing wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a of make believe
don't believe in me

[Part 2: City Of The

At the center of the in the parking lot
Of the 7-11 I was taught
The motto was a lie
It says "home is where heart is," but what a shame
Cause heart doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of

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

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

City of the
At the end of another lost
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 care if you don't care
I don't care if you
I don't care if you
I don't care if you don't

I care

is so full of shit
Born and raised by
Hearts recycled but saved
From the to the grave
We are the of war and peace
From to the middle east
We are the and disciples of
The of Suburbia
Land of believe
And don't believe in me
of make believe
And I don't
And I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!
I care!

4: Dearly Beloved]

Dearly beloved, are you
I remember a word that you were saying
Are we or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and
Oh, therapy, can you please the void?
Am I retarded or am I just
perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and my best excuse

[
Part 5: Tales Of Another Home]

To and not to breathe
Is to die in
To run, to run
To what 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 fucking
And I walked this
A million and one times
But not this

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

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