Part I :Jesus of suburbia

C#
I'm the son of rage and love
Bm
The Jesus of suburbia
From theF#bible of none of the above
On aGsteady diet of
C#
Soda pop and Ritalin
Bm
No one ever died for myF#sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At leastG#the ones I got away with

And there'sF#nothing wrong withG#me
This isF#how I'm supposed toG#be
In aF#land of make believeC#
That don't believe inC# C# G# G# F#me C# C# G# G# F#

(toto sa hraje tak isto ako prvá sloha)
Get my television fix
sitting on my crucifix
A living room on my private womb
While the moms and brads 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
C#
Bm
F#
C#
Fm
Bm
G#
F# G#



Part II:City of the damned

At theC#center of the Earth
In theG#parking lot
Of theBm7-11 were I wasG#taughtF#
The motto was just a lieG#
It saysC#home is where your heart is
ButG#what a shame
Cause Bmi everyone's heart
Doesn'tG#beat the sameF#
It's beating out of timeG#

BmCityG#of the dead
C#At the end ofF#another lost highway
BmSigns misG#leading to noF#where
BmcityG#of the damned
C#Lost children withF#dirty faces today
BmNooneG#really seems to careF#

(toto tak isto ako prvá sloha)
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a 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 careless

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
Noone really seems to careeeeeeF#(tu sa zrýchli tempo)
HEY!


Part III: I don't care

G# C# C# C#2x
F# C# C# C# G# G#(celé 2x)
G# I don't care C#if C#you C#don't
G# I don't care C#if C#you C#don't
F# I don't care C#if C#you C#don't G#care X5
F# I G#don't C#careeeeeeeeee
A G#
C# A G# 3x

Everyone's so full of A G# shit
Born and raised by hypoA G#crits
Hearts recycled but never A G#saved
From the cradle to the graveA G#
We are the kids of war and peace A G#
From Anaheim to the Middle East A G#
We are the stories and disciples of A G#
The Jesus of suburbia A G#
F#,F#Land of make G#,G#believe
F#,F#And it don't G#,G#believe in me
F#,F#Land of make G#,G#believe
F#,F#And I don't G#,G#believe
F#And I G#don't C#care!
F#I G#don't C#care!
C#,C#,C#,G#

Part IV: Dearly Beloved

G#Dearly beloved are youCm listening?
C#I can't remember a word thatG# you were sayingD#
G#Are we demented or amCm I disturbed?
C#The space that's in betweenG# insane and insecureD#
G#Oh therapy, can you pleaseCm fill the void?
C#Am I retarded or amG# I just overjoyedD#
G#Nobody's perfect and ICm stand accused
C#For lack of a better word, andG#that's my best excuseD#

Part V: Tales of Another Broken Home

G#,F#,C#2x
To liveG# andF# notC#to breatheG#,F#,C#
Is to G#die in F#traC#gedy G#,F#,C#
ToG# run, to F#run aC#way G#,F#,C#
ToG# find whatF# you beC#lieve G#,F#,C#

And IC#,G# leave beD#,C# hind
This huC#,G# rricane of fucking lies D#,C#

I G#lost my F#faith C#to this G#,F#C#
ThisG# town that F#don't exC#ist G#,F#C#
(a ďalej sa to opakuje)
So I run
I run away

The light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
(sólo)
(toto ďalej sa má hrať na klavíry)
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 G#,F#,C#HOME

G#You'reF# leavC#ing...
G#You'reF# leavC#ing...
G#You'reF# leavC#ing...

G#Ah you'reF# leavC#ing G# home...F#,C#
G#,F#,C#
G#