Karaokê Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day

Esta música é uma versão de Jesus of Suburbia, popularizada por Green Day

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Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Ré♭

Duração: 09:11 - Visualizar: 03:14

Ano de lançamento: 2005
Estilos: Punk, Rock, Rock alternativo, Em inglês
Autor Original: Mike Dirnt, Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool

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Letra Jesus of Suburbia

I'm the son of rage and love the Jesus of Suburbia

The bible of none of the above on a steady diet of

Soda Pop and Ritalin no one ever died

For my sins in hell as far as I can tell

At least the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me

This is how

I'm supposed to be

In a land of make believe that don't believe in me

Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix

The living room on my private womb

While the Moms and brats are away

To fall in love and fall in debt to alcohol and cigarettes

And Mary Jane to keep me insane

Doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me this is how I'm supposed to be

In a land of make believe that don't believe in me

At the center of the earth in the parking lot

Of the seven eleven where I was taught the motto was just a lie

It says home is where your heart is but what a shame

'Cos everyone's heart doesn't beat the same it's beating out of time

City of the dead at the end of another lost highway signs misleading to nowhere

City of the damned lost children with dirty faces today no one really seems to care

I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall

Like the holy scriptures of the shopping mall and so it seemed to confess

It didn't say much but it only confirmed

That the center of the earth is the end of the world and I could really care less

City of the dead at the end of another lost highway signs misleading to nowhere

City of the damned lost children with dirty faces today no one really seems to care

I don't care if you don't

I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't

I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't

I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't

I don't care if you don't care

I don't care

Everyone's so full of shit born and raised by hypocrites

Hearts recycled but never saved from the cradle to the grave

We are the kids of war and peace

From Anaheim to the middle East

We are the stories and disciples of the Jesus of Suburbia

Land of make believe and it don't believe in me

Land of make believe and I don't believe

And I don't care

I don't care

Dearly beloved are you listening?

I can't remember a word that you were saying

Are we demented or am I disturbed?

The space that's in between insane and insecure

Oh, therapy can you please fill the void?

Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?

Nobody's perfect and I stand accused

For lack of a better word and that's my best excuse, ha

To live and not to breathe is to die in tragedy

To run, to run away to find what you believe

And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies

I lost my faith to this this town that don't exist

So I run, I run away to that lights of masochists

And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies

And I walked this line a million and one fucking times but not this time

I don't feel any shame

I won't apologize

When there ain't nowhere you can go

Running away from pain when you've been victimized tales from another broken home...

You're leaving

Are you leaving home

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Karaokê Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day

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