Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus of Suburbia

[Green Day

1: Jesus of Suburbia]

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

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

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

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

2: City Of The Damned]

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

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

I read the graffiti in the stall
Like the scriptures 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 really care less

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

[Part 3: I Care]

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

I don't

Everyone is so of shit
Born and by hypocrites
recycled but never saved
From the to the grave
We are the kids of war and
Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and 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!

[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 between insane and
Oh, therapy, can you fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just
perfect and I stand accused
For of a better word, and that's my best excuse

[
5: Tales Of Another Broken Home]

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

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

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

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