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Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia

The Bad Things we Deal with

Part 1

Jack Pov

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

I am the son of a father of rage and of a mother of love. From a book I read a family such as mine is above the unknown. My father never died by his sins. As far as I can see at least, my mother is all I get 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

There is nothing wrong with me but wanting the world. The question is this how I am suppose to be? In this world of believing should I believe in what I can do?


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

I can fix my own television by sitting on my chair in the living room of my home. I can only do this when my dad is away. My mom does not care about the robots I build. My mom love is all that is needed. My father's rage will make us fall into debt. I can tell my father drinks and smokes by how much-my mom cleans up the alcohol and the cigarettes each day. I try to keep my mom sane by doing some jobs around the house.

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

There is nothing wrong with my family. This is how it is suppose to be in my home of belief. I do not want to believe in my dad.


Part 2: City of The Damned
Clay Pov
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

On this earth we all call home, people with greed who want to take down my fathers farm want to make a parking lot and a 7-11 where our farm is. My father will not take any of these people's lies. This is our home our heart. It was a shame not to take million and millions of offers. In my families heart and our lands beats at the same time. No money can take our land away.


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

If we sold our home, our home will be part of the city of the dead. There would be highways and signs that will be misleading to nowhere. That is a city of the damned. I can see lost children with dirty faces that no one would seem to care if my father sold our land.


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

I can see graffiti in bathroom walls at the 7-11s. There would be shopping malls this person confessed to my father. It did not say much to my father. My father will never confirm to sell our home. This is our world the world I could care less for.


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

My father will not let our home join the city of the dead. He will not allow highways and misleading signs to be put on our home land. He does not want to be part of the city of the damned.


Part 3: I don't care
Omi Pov
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 do not care if I don't have a family. I do not care if I don't find my family. I do not care if you don't care only because I have a new family.


I don't careeeeeeeeee

I do not care because I have a family at the temple.


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
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! x4

Everyone here has a family. I know I was born but I was raised as a Xiaolin monk. My heart is full of kindness and it never saved me from myself. Me and the others we fight a war and will make peace for the world. You could say our lives our like a story. We all were born in different areas of this world. We believe in different things. I do not care what they believe and where they are from. I don't care because we are a family.


Part 4: Dearly beloved
Kimiko Pov


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

Are you listening to me my beloved? I am leaving and can't remember a word that you said. You are demented and disturbed on your sick away of life. Get some therapy so you can fill the void between us. I came to a new life and I was overjoyed about my new friends. Nobody here is perfect and only one of them I can stand to be. A little one who has a lack in slang, another lacks to speak English right, and one who lacks in being mature. There is only one best for me.


Part 5: Tales of another broken home
Raimundo Pov


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

Why should I live? Is it to die a tragedy? I ran away from my home to find what I should believe in. I leave behind a hurricane of lies behind me. I lost my faith of my hometown that I choose not to exist in.


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 ran away to where I can find light. I leave behind a hurricane of lies. I walk this way only because of millions of problems. This time thought…


I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize

…I do not feel shame and I wont apologize.


When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

There is no where I can go. I am running away from the pain I go through every day. I was a victim to a tale of a broken family.


You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...

I am leaving my family to get away from work. I am leaving my family to get away from the yelling. I am leaving my home just to away from it all. I am leaving home for my own life.

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