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Green Day - 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...
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...
Chords and Tabs
This song is complicated yet simple; the chord structure is
characteristically Green Day in that there are very few chords played in
different patterns for the verse, pre-chorus, chorus, etc. Where it differs
from their other songs, however, is its dramatic shifts in style and tone
throughout. Incidentally, the song is nearly 10 minutes long, comparable in
length to rock operas like "Stairway to Heaven" and "Bohemian Rhapsody."
To date, this is Green Day's only rock opera (with the possible exception of
"Homecoming," another track on this album).
Consequently, I've broken it down into component parts, each part denoting a
shift in style or tone; these are denoted by "PART" and then a roman numeral
designating the part of the song.
Chords Used:
C#: Bb: Ab: Ab(oct):
e----- e----- e----- e-----
G----- G----- G----- B-----
B--6-- B----- B----- G--8--
D--6-- D--8-- D--6-- D--6--
A--4-- A--8-- A--6-- A-----
E----- E--6-- E--4-- E-----
F#: F: A: C:
e----- e----- e----- e-----
G----- G----- G----- B-----
B----- B----- B----- G--5--
D--4-- D--3-- D--7-- D--5--
A--4-- A--3-- A--7-- A--3--
E--2-- E--1-- E--5-- E-----
Eb:
e-----
B-----
G--8--
D--8--
A--6--
E-----
PART I:
Verse 1:
C#
(no chords)
I'm the son of rage and love
Bb
(no chords)
The Jesus of suburbia
F#
The bible of none-of-the-above
Ab
On a steady diet of...
C#
(no chords)
Soda pop and Ritalin
Bb
(no chords)
No one ever died for my sins
F#
In hell, far as I can tell
Ab
At least the ones I got away with
Chorus 1:
F# Ab
And there's nothing wrong with me
F# Ab
This is how I'm supposed to be
F# Ab
In a land of make-believe
(no chords)
I don't believe in me
C# Ab F# (repeat 2x)
Verse 2:
C#
(no chords)
Get my television fix
Bb
(no chords)
Sitting on my crucifix
F#
A living room on my private womb
Ab
While the moms and brads are away
C#
(no chords)
So fall in love and fall in debt
Bb
(no chords)
To alcohol and cigarettes
F#
And Mary-Jane, to keep me insane
Ab
Doing someone else's cocaine
Chorus 1:
F# Ab
And there's nothing wrong with me
F# Ab
This is how I'm supposed to be
F# Ab
In a land of make-believe
(no chords)
I don't believe in me
C# Ab F# (repeat 2x)
Bridge 1:
C# Bb F# Ab
C# F Bb Ab F#
Ab
PART II:
Verse 3:
(soft) C# Ab
At the center of the Earth in the parking lot
Bb Ab
Of the Seven-Eleven where I was taught
F# Ab
The motto was just a lie
(soft) C# Ab
It says home is where your heart is, but what a shame
Bb Ab
Cuz' everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
F# Ab
It's beating out of time
Chorus 2:
Bb Ab
City of the dead
C# F#
At the end of another lost highway
Bb Ab F#
Signs misleading to nowhere
Bb Ab
City of the damned
C# F#
Lost children with dirty faces today
Bb Ab F#
No one really seems to care
Verse 4:
(soft) C# Ab
I read the graffiti on the bathroom stall
Bb Ab
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
F# Ab
And so it seemed to confess
(soft) C# Ab
It didn't say much but it only confirmed
Bb Ab
That the center of the Earth is the end of the world
F# Ab
And I can really care less.
Chorus 2:
Bb Ab
City of the dead
C# F#
At the end of another lost highway
Bb Ab F#
Signs misleading to nowhere
Bb Ab
City of the damned
C# F#
Lost children with dirty faces today
Bb Ab F#
No one really seems to care
PART III:
Solo:
Ab C# Ab F# Eb C# G F# Eb C# Eb Ab
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
B-----------------------------6--------7--7--7--6--------------9--
G-----------6--6--6--------------8--6--------------8--6--8--8-----
D--6--6--6-----------6--6--6--------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
Chorus 3:
Ab C# \
I don't care if you don't |
|
Ab Eb | Repeat this part
I don't care if you don't | 4 times
|
F# C# Ab |
I don't care if you don't care |
/
Bb Ab
I don't care...
Bridge 2:
C# A Ab (repeat 4x)
Verse 5:
(no chords) A Ab
Everyone's so full of shit
(no chords) A Ab
Born and raised by hypocrites
(no chords) A Ab
Hearts recycled but never saved
(no chords) A Ab
From the cradle, to the grave
(no chords) A Ab
We are the kids of War and Peace
(no chords) A Ab
From Anaheim to the Middle East
(no chords) A Ab
We are the stories and disciples of
(no chords) A Ab
The Jesus of Suburbia
Pre-Chorus 3:
F# Ab C# Ab
Land of make-believe
F# Ab C# Ab
And it don't believe in me.
F# Ab C# Ab
Land of make-believe
F# Ab C# Ab
And I don't believe.
Chorus 3:
F# Ab C#
And I don't care.
F# Ab C#
I don't care.
F# Ab C#
I don't care.
F# Ab C#
I don't care.
F# Ab C#
I don't care.
C# Ab
PART IV:
Verse 6:
Ab C
Dearly beloved are you listening
C# Ab Eb
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Ab C
Are we demented or am I disturbed
C# Ab Eb
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Ab C C# Ab Eb
Ab C
Oh therapy can you please fill the void
C# Ab Eb
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Ab C
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
C# Ab Eb
For lack of a better word and that's my best excuse (sigh)
Ab C C# Ab Eb
PART V:
Verse 7:
(kinda hard to express the rhythm here; just repeat the little verse
intro)
Ab (root only) F# C# (repeat 4x)
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
To live and not to breathe
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
is to die in tragedy
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
To run, to run away
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
To find what you believe
Chorus 4:
(again, kinda hard to express rhythm; each chord is strummed only once and
on the beat)
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
And I
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
leave behind
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
This hurricane
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
of fucking lies
Verse 8:
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
I lost my faith to this
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
This town, that don't exist
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
So I run, I run away
Ab F# C# Ab F# C#
The light of masochist
Chorus 4:
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
And I
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
leave behind
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
This hurricane
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
of fucking lies
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
And I
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
walked this line
C# Ab C# Ab C# Ab
On million and one
Eb Ab Eb Ab Eb Ab
fucking times
But not this time
Solo 2:
Ab(oct) F# C# (repeat 2x, then the part below)
E---------------------------------------
B---------------------------------------
G--6--8--6--10--6--8--6--5--3--6--3--5-- (repeat 2x)
D---------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------------------------------
B-----7p6-----9p6-----7p6-----9p6-----9p8-----11p8-----9p8-----11p8--
G--6-------6-------6-------6-------8-------8--------8-------8--------
D--------------------------------------------------------------------
A--------------------------------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------------------------------
PART VI:
Verse 9:
(no chords, just piano)
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
Outro:
Ab F# C#
You're leaving
Ab F# C#
You're leaving
Ab F# C#
You're leaving
Ab F# C#
You're leaving home.
Ab(oct) F# C# (repeat 2x)
Ab
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