Jesus Of Suburbia

green day jesus of suburbia american idiot tuning : half - step down ( D# ) [ part i : jesus of suburabia ] Verse : D5 Bm G5 A5 Chorus : G5 A5 main riff : D5 A5 G5 Verse Chorus main riff Bridge : D5 Bm G5 A5 D5 F5 Bm A5 [ part ii : city of the damned ] G5 A5 Verse D5 C#5 B5 A5 D5 G5 A5 Chorus : Bm A5 D5 G5 Bm A5 G5 Verse Chorus [ part iii : i don’t care ] Solo : A5 D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 Chorus : ( same chords as Solo ) riff : D5 A#5 A5 Bridge : ( same chords as riff ) Verse : G5 A5 D5 A5 Chorus : D5 G5 A5 [ part iv : dearly beloved ] Intro : D5 A5 Verse : A5 C#5 D5 A5 E5 main riff : ( same chords as Verse ) Verse main riff [ part v : tales of another broken home ] Intro : A5 G5 D5 Verse : ( same chords as Intro ) Chorus : D5 A5 D5 A5 D5 E A E A E Verse Chorus Intro Solo : ( same chords as Verse and Chorus ) piano Bridge : ( i don’t know the chords to this; it doesn’t matter anyways ) main riff : ( same chords as Verse ) Outro : A5 G5 D5 A5 G5 D5 A5 lyrics : i’m the son of rage and love 
 the jesus of suburbia 
 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 but there’s nothing wrong with me 
 this is how i’m supposed to be 
 in a land of make believe 
 they don’t believe in me get my television fixed 
 sitting on my crucifix 
 the living room 
 on my private womb 
 while the moms and brads are away at the center of the earth 
 in a parking lot 
 of the 7 - 11 where 
 i was taught 
 the motto was just a lie it said "home is where your heart is" 
 but what a shame 
 because 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 all it seems 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 don’t care if you don’t i don’t care if you don’t care i don’t care!!!!!!! everyone’s so full of sh * * born and raised by hypocrites hearts recycled but never saved from the cradles to the graves we are the kids of war & 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 and i don’t care 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 yet i stand accused for lack of a better word and that’s my best excuse 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 F * * king lies i lost my faith to this this town that don’t exist so i run i run away to the lights of masochists and i leave behind this hurricane of F * * king lies and i walked this line a million and one F * * king 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!! got to live at home!!