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+ | Jesus of Suburbia | ||
+ | Green Day | ||
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+ | CAPO I | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 rytalin | ||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | C-G F | ||
+ | That don't believe in me | ||
+ | |||
+ | C-G F | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS | ||
+ | |||
+ | C-G F | ||
+ | C Am F G | ||
+ | C E Am–G F G | ||
+ | </pre> | ||
+ | || | ||
+ | <pre> | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS 2 | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS 2 | ||
+ | |||
+ | G-C G-C F-C G | ||
+ | </pre> | ||
+ | |} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {||- | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | <pre> | ||
+ | G C | | ||
+ | I don't care if you don't | | ||
+ | G C | | ||
+ | I don't care if you don't | x4 | ||
+ | F C G | | ||
+ | I don't care if you don't care | | ||
+ | F G | ||
+ | I don’t care | ||
+ | |||
+ | C Ab-G (x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | Everyone is so full of shit | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | Born and raised by hypocrites | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | Hearts recycled but never saved | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | From the cradle to the grave | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | We are the kids of war and peace | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | From Anaheim to the Middle East | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | We are the stories and disciples of | ||
+ | C Ab-G | ||
+ | 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 am I disturbed? | ||
+ | C G D | ||
+ | The space that's in between insane and insecure | ||
+ | |||
+ | G Bm C G D | ||
+ | |||
+ | 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 | ||
+ | For lack of a better word | ||
+ | G D | ||
+ | And that's my beat excuse | ||
+ | </pre> | ||
+ | || | ||
+ | <pre> | ||
+ | G Bm C G D | ||
+ | |||
+ | G F-C (x4) | ||
+ | |||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | To live and not to breathe | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | Is to die in tragedy | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | To run, to run away | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | To find what you believe | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS 3 | ||
+ | |||
+ | C–G–C–G–C G D–G–D–G–D | ||
+ | And I leave behind | ||
+ | G C–G– C– G– C G D–G–D–G–D | ||
+ | This hurricane of fucking lies | ||
+ | |||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | I lost my faith to this | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | This town that don't exist | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | So I run, I run away | ||
+ | G F G | ||
+ | To the light of masochist | ||
+ | |||
+ | CHORUS 3 | ||
+ | |||
+ | C–G–C–G–C G D–G–D–G–D | ||
+ | And I walked this line | ||
+ | G C– G– C– C G D–G–D–G–D | ||
+ | A million and one fucking 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 (x3) | ||
+ | F–C | ||
+ | Ah you’re leaving home | ||
+ | |||
+ | G F–C G F-C G | ||
+ | </pre> | ||
+ | |} | ||
+ | [[Category:Green Day]] |
Current revision as of 21:09, 31 August 2016
Jesus of Suburbia Green Day CAPO I 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 rytalin 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 CHORUS 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 C-G F That don't believe in me C-G F 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 CHORUS C-G F 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 CHORUS 2 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 CHORUS 2 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 | x4 F C G | I don't care if you don't care | F G I don’t care C Ab-G (x2) C Ab-G Everyone is so full of shit C Ab-G Born and raised by hypocrites C Ab-G Hearts recycled but never saved C Ab-G From the cradle to the grave C Ab-G We are the kids of war and peace C Ab-G From Anaheim to the Middle East C Ab-G We are the stories and disciples of C Ab-G 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 am I disturbed? C G D The space that's in between insane and insecure G Bm C G D 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 For lack of a better word G D And that's my beat excuse |
G Bm C G D G F-C (x4) G F G To live and not to breathe G F G Is to die in tragedy G F G To run, to run away G F G To find what you believe CHORUS 3 C–G–C–G–C G D–G–D–G–D And I leave behind G C–G– C– G– C G D–G–D–G–D This hurricane of fucking lies G F G I lost my faith to this G F G This town that don't exist G F G So I run, I run away G F G To the light of masochist CHORUS 3 C–G–C–G–C G D–G–D–G–D And I walked this line G C– G– C– C G D–G–D–G–D A million and one fucking 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 (x3) F–C Ah you’re leaving home G F–C G F-C G |