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Jesus Of Suburbia tab - green day

Capo on 1st

C
I'm the son of rage and love
Am
The Jesus of suburbia				
F
From the Bible of none of the above
G
On a steady diet of 

C
Soda pop and Ritalin
Am
No one ever died for my 
F
Sins in hell, as far as I can tell				
G
At least the ones I've gotten away with

F                              G
And there's nothing wrong with me
F                           G
This is how I'm supposed to be	
F                 G		
In a land of make believe

That don't believe in me

| C - G | F | (x2)

C
Get my television fix
Am 
Sitting on my crucifix
F				
The living room or my private womb
G
While the moms and brads are away

C
To fall in love and fall in debt
Am
To alcohol and cigarettes 			
F
And Mary Jane to keep me insane
G
And doing someone else's cocaine

F                              G
And there's nothing wrong with me
F                           G
This is how I'm supposed to be	
F                 G		
In a land of make believe

That don't believe in me

| C - G  | F | (x2)

| C | Am | F  | G |

| C | E  | Am – G | F | G |

C
At the center of the earth
C/B
In the parking lot				
Am               G
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
F                    G
The motto was just a lie

C
It says home is were your heart is
C/B
But what a shame
Am				G
Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
F                    G
We're beating out of time

Am      G
City of the dead
C             F
At the end of another lost highway
Am      G          F
Sign misleading to nowhere			
Am      G
City of the damned
C                  F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am     G               F
No one really seems to care

C
I read the graffiti
C/B
In the bathroom stall				
Am                            G
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
F                   G
And so it seemed to confess

C
It didn't say much
C/B
But it only confirmed that			
Am                             G
The center of the earth is the end of the world
F                       G
And I could really care less

Am      G
City of the dead
C             F
At the end of another lost highway
Am      G          F
Sign misleading to nowhere			
Am      G
City of the damned
C                  F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am     G               F
No one really seems to care

| G - C | G - C | F - C | G |

G            C
I don't care if you don't
G            C
I don't care if you don't
F            C            G
I don't care if you don't care   (x4)

F – G
I don’t care…

| C | C | C | G# - G | (x2)

C                      G# - G
Everyone is so full of shit
C                      G# - G
Born and raised by hypocrites
C                         G# - G  
Hearts recycled but never saved
C                      G# - G
From the cradle to the grave	
C                          G# - G
We are the kids of war and peace
C                          G# - G
From Anaheim to the Middle East
C                           G# - G
We are the stories and disciples
C                    G# - G
Of the Jesus of suburbia

F            G     C - G
Land of make believe
F            G          C - G
And it don't believe in me		
F            G    C - G
Land of make believe
F            G
And I don't believe

    F – G   C
And I don’t care (x4)
    F – G   C - G
And I don’t care

G                      Bm
Dearly beloved are you listening?
C                       G             D
I can’t remember a word that you were saying
G                      Bm
Are we demented or are we disturbed?
C                           G          D
The space that's in between insane and insecure

G                          Bm
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
C                   G          D
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
G                      Bm
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
C                              G              D
For lack of a better word, and that's my beat excuse

| G | Bm | C | G – D |

| G | F – C | (x4)

G           F - C – G – F - C
To live and not to  breathe
G            F – C – G – F - C
Is to die in tragedy
G          F – C – G – F - C
To run, to run away
G            F – C – G – F - C
To find what you believe

    C – G – C – G – C     G    D – G – D – G – D
And I..             Leave be.. hind

G    C   G    C    G  C   G     D – G – D – G - D
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies

G         F – C – G – F - C
I lost my faith to this
G              F – C – G – F - C
This town that don't exist
G           F – C – G – F - C
So I run, I run away
G               F – C - G
To the light of masochist

    C – G – C – G – C     G    D – G – D – G – D
And I..             Leave be.. hind

G    C   G    C    G  C   G     D – G – D – G - D
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies 

    C – G – C – G – C      G    D – G – D – G – D
And I..             Walked this line

G    C    G    C   G   C   G     D – G – D – G – D - G
A    mil..lion and one fu..cking times       But not this time

| G | F – C | (x10)

C – G - C – G - C – G 
D – G – D – G – D – G  (x2)

C	      D
I don't feel any shame
  G	      C
I won’t apologize
C		  D		   G
When there ain't nowhere you can go

C	 D
Running away from pain
     G	               C
When you've been victimized
C	     D
Tales from another broken...

G
Home...
       F – C - G
You’re leaving...
       F – C - G
You’re leaving...
       F – C - G
You’re leaving...
       F – C      
Ah you’re leaving home…

| G | F – C |
| G | F – C | G |
 

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Video Jesus Of Suburbia

Greenday - Jesus Of Suburbia
Jesus of Suburbia music video I am not really that big of a Green day fan. I just really like this song. So the people that keep asking me. Please stop. Someone asked me if they could put this on my vid a long time ago & I was going to, but I kinda forgot until just now. Lol. American Idiot tells a story about a teenage drug user, who is possibly named Jimmy but is referred to as " the Jesus of Suburbia". Jesus lives in a unnamed city suburb called Jingletown. Frustrated with life in Jingletown, he eventually leaves with a dedicated group of followers known as the Underbelly of Society, which he renames the Lost and Found, and they move to "the big city", where Jesus adopts the alias "St. Jimmy". Slowly, Jesus and Jimmy become split personalities. One night, Jesus meets a woman whose name is never stated, and is referred to as Whatsername. They quickly fall in love, but Whatsername becomes angry at Jesus' loss of idealism and his unwillingness to cause change. When the Lost and Found causes a riot, which includes setting a large fire, Whatsername can stand it no longer and leaves him. Jesus attempts to remain a figurehead for the Lost and Found, but the loss of Whatsername affects him deeply. After several months, Jesus "kills off" Jimmy in his mind and he eventually snaps into conformity and gets a job, abandoning the Underbelly forever. He begins a mostly normal life but still misses Whatsername and even begins missing Jingletown, where he eventually returns. He never completely gets over Whatsername

Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
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Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
I. Jesus of Suburbia II. City of the Damned III. I Don't Care IV. Dearly Beloved V. Tales of Another Broken Home

Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia With Lyrics
Jesus Of Suburbia by Green Day I. Jesus of Suburbia I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of suburbia From the bible of "none of the above" On a steady diet of Sodapop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I've gotten away with But there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In the land of make believe That don't believe in me Get my television fix Sitting on my crucifix The living room or my private womb While the mom's & brad's are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine But there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In the land of make believe That don't believe in me II. City of the damned At the centre of the earth In the parking lot of the 7-11 where I was taught The motto was just a lie It says "home is where your heart is" But what a shame 'Cause 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 a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much, but it only confirmed that The centre 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 III. I Don't Care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care (x4) I don't care! Everyone is so full of shit! Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle straight 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 it don't believe in me And I don't care! (x5) IV. Dearly Beloved Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can't remember all words 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 V. Tales of another broken home To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away to find what to 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 the light 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 Yeah I'm leaving! (x3) I am leaving home! Backround info: American Idiot tells a story about a teenage drug user, who is possibly named Jimmy but is referred to as " the Jesus of Suburbia". Jesus lives in a unnamed city suburb called Jingletown. Frustrated with life in Jingletown, he eventually leaves with a dedicated group of followers known as the Underbelly of Society, which he renames the Lost and Found, and they move to "the big city", where Jesus adopts the alias "St. Jimmy". Slowly, Jesus and Jimmy become split personalities. One night, Jesus meets a woman whose name is never stated, and is referred to as Whatsername. They quickly fall in love, but Whatsername becomes angry at Jesus's loss of idealism and his unwillingness to cause change. When the Lost and Found causes a riot, which includes setting a large fire, Whatsername can stand it no longer and leaves him. Jesus attempts to remain a figurehead for the Lost and Found, but the loss of Whatsername affects him deeply. After several months, Jesus "kills off" Jimmy in his mind and he eventually snaps into conformity and gets a job, abandoning the Underbelly forever. He begins a mostly normal life but still misses Whatsername and even begins missing Jingletown, where he eventually returns. He never completely gets over Whatsername

GREEN DAY-JESUS OF SUBURBIA
http://greendayromania.forumz.ro/ Green Day-Jesus of Suburbia with LYRICS Please rate and comment if you like it. "Jesus Of Suburbia" [Part 1] I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of Suburbia From 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 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 or 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 and 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 [Part 2: City Of The Damned] At the center of the Earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 where I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame Cause 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 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 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 careeeeee [Part 3: I don't care] I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care [x4] I don't careeeeeeeeee Everyone is 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 That don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! I don't care! [x4] [Part 4: Dearly beloved] 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 [Part 5: Tales of another broken home] 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 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 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... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah you're leaving home...

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