Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia, аккорды

Каподастр на первом ладу.

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

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

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

That don't believe in me

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

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To fall in love and fall in debt
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To alcohol and cigarettes 			
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And Mary Jane to keep me insane
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Doing someone else's cocaine

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

That don't believe in me

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At the center of the earth
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In the parking lot				
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Of the 7-11 were I was taught
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The motto was just a lie

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It says home is were your heart is
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But what a shame
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Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
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It's beating out of time

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

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I read the graffiti
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In the bathroom stall				
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Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
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And so it seemed to confess

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

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

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I don't care if you don't
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I don't care if you don't
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I don't care if you don't care (x4)

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I don’t care…

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

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Land of make believe
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And it don't believe in me		
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Land of make believe
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And I don't believe

    
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And I don’t care (x4)
    
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And I don’t care

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

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Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
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 I retarded or 
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 I just overjoyed
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Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
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For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

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To live and not to  breathe
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Is to die in tragedy
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To run, to run away
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To find what you believe

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And I leave behind
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This hurricane of fcking lies

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I lost my faith to this
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This town that don't exist
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So I run, I run away
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To the lights of masochist

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And I leave behind
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This hurricane of fcking lies
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And I walked this line
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 million and one fcking times... But not this time!

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I don't feel any shame
  
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I won’t apologize
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When there ain't nowhere you can Go

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

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Home...
             
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You’re leaving...
             
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You’re leaving...
             
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You’re leaving...
               
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Ah you’re leaving home…

Outro: 
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