Jesus of Suburbia

PART I:   Verse 1:   (no chords)   I’m the son of rage and love   (no chords)   The Jesus of suburbia   The bible of none-of-the-above   On a steady diet of...   (no chords)   Soda pop and Ritalin   (no chords)   No one ever died for my sins   In hell far as I can tell   At least the ones I got away with   Chorus 1:   And there’s nothing wrong with me   This is how I’m supposed to be   In a land of make-believe   (no chords)   I don’t believe in me            (repeat 2x)   Verse 2:   (no chords)   Get my television fix   (no chords)   Sitting on my crucifix   A living room on my private womb   While the moms and brads are away    (no chords)   So fall in love and fall in debt   (no chords)   To alcohol and cigarettes   And Mary-Jane to keep me insane   Doing someone else’s cocaine   Chorus 1:   And there’s nothing wrong with me   This is how I’m supposed to be   In a land of make-believe   (no chords)   I don’t believe in me            (repeat 2x)   Bridge 1:      PART II:   Verse 3:   (soft)                              At the center of the Earth in the parking lot   Of the Seven-Eleven where I was taught   The motto was just a lie   (soft)                                   It says home is where your heart is but what a shame   Cuz’ everyone’s heart doesn’t beat the same   It’s beating out of time   Chorus 2:   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   Verse 4:   (soft)                             I read the graffiti on the bathroom stall   Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall   And so it seemed to confess   (soft)                             It didn’t say much but it only confirmed   That the center of the Earth is the end of the world   And I can really care less.   Chorus 2:   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   PART III:   (Não foi alterado está 1/2 tom abaixo)Solo:                                             E-----------------------------------------------------------------   B-----------------------------5--------6--6--6--5--------------8--   G-----------5--5--5--------------7--5--------------7--5--7--5-----   D--5--5--5-----------5--5--5--------------------------------------   A-----------------------------------------------------------------   E-----------------------------------------------------------------   Chorus 3:   I don’t care if you don’t |   |               |  Repeat this part   I don’t care if you don’t |  4 times   |                          |   I don’t care if you don’t care |   I don’t care...   Bridge 2:          (repeat 4x)   Verse 5:   (no chords)                     Everyone’s so full of shit   (no chords)                        Born and raised by hypocrites   (no chords)                       Hearts recycled but never saved   (no chords)                        From the cradle to the grave   (no chords)                           We are the kids of War and Peace   (no chords)                          From Anaheim to the Middle East   (no chords)                              We are the stories and disciples of   (no chords)                The Jesus of Suburbia   Pre-Chorus 3:   Land of make-believe And it don’t believe in me.   Land of make-believe And I don’t believe.       Chorus 3:   And I don’t care.   I don’t care.   I don’t care.   I don’t care.   I don’t care.       PART IV:   Verse 6:   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   d or am I just overjoyed   Nobody’s perfect and I stand accused   For lack of a better word and that’s my best excuse (sigh)                    PART V:   Verse 7:    (kinda hard to express the rhythm here; just repeat the little verse   intro)   A (root only)      (repeat 4x)   To live and not to breathe   is to die in tragedy     To run to run away    To find what you believe   Chorus 4:   (again kinda hard to express rhythm; each chord is strummed only once and   on the beat)   And I            leave behind    This hurricane   of fucking lies   Verse 8:   I lost my faith to this     This town that don’t exist   So I run I run away        The light of masochist       Chorus 4:   And I           leave behind    This hurricane    of fucking lies   And I           walked this line   On million and one    fucking times   But not this time   (Não alterado está 1/2 tom abaixo)Solo 2:    Ab(oct)       (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:   You’re leaving   You’re leaving   You’re leaving   You’re leaving home.   (oct)        (repeat 2x)