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| | C# | A# |
| | I'm the son of rage and love | The Jesus of Suburbia |
| | F# | G# |
| The | bible of none of the above, on a | steady diet of |
| | C# | A# |
| | Soda pop and Ritalin | No one ever died for my |
| | F# | G# |
| | Sins in Hell, as far as I can tell, at least the | ones I got away with |
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| | F# | G# | F# | G# |
| And there's | nothing wrong with m | e, this is | how I'm supposed to | be |
| | F# | G# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# |
| In a | land of make bel | ieve that don't believe in me | | | | | | |
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| | C# | A# |
| | Get my television fix, | sitting on my crucifix |
| | F# | G# |
| A | living room on my private womb, while the | moms and brads are away |
| | C# | A# |
| | To fall in love and fall in debt | to alcohol and cigarettes |
| | F# | G# |
| And | mary jane to keep me insane, doing | someone else's cocaine |
| Part II: City Of The ***ed (4/4) |
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| VERSE 1 (some chords are arranged for guitar from piano) |
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| | C# | C | A# | G# |
| At the | center of the Earth in the | parking lot of the | 7-11 were | I was taught |
| | F# | G# |
| | The motto was just a | lie |
| | C# | C | A# | G# |
| It says | home is where your heart is, but | what a shame, 'cause | everyone's heart doesn't | beat the same |
| | F# | G# |
| | It's beating out of | time |
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| | A# | G# | C# | F# |
| | City of | the Dead, | at the end of | another lost highway |
| | A# | G# | F# |
| | Signs mis | leading to nowhe | re |
| | A# | G# | C# | F# |
| | City of | the ***ed, | lost children with d | irty faces today |
| | A# | G# | F# |
| | No one | really seems to | care |
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| | C# | C | A# | G# |
| I | read the graffiti in the | bathroom stall like the | holy scriptures of a | shopping mall |
| | F# | G# |
| | And so it seemed to con | fess |
| | C# | C | A# | G# |
| | It didn't say much, but it only | confirmed that the | center of the earth is the | end of the world |
| | F# | G# |
| | And I could really care | less |
| Part III: I Don't Care (3/3 turning into 4/4) |
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| | G# | C# | G# | C# | F# | C# | G# |
| | 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 |
| | G# | C# | G# | C# | F# | C# | G# |
| | 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 |
| | G# | C# | G# | C# | F# | C# | G# |
| | 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 |
| | G# | C# | G# | C# | F# | C# | G# |
| | 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 |
| | F# | G# | C# | A | G# | C# | A | G# | C# | A | G# | C# | A | G# |
| | I | don't | care | | | | | | | | | | | |
| | A | G# |
| Everyone's so full of | *** | |
| | A | G# |
| Born and raised by hypo | cri | tes |
| | A | G# |
| Hearts recycled but never | sav | ed |
| | A | G# |
| From the cradle to the | gra | ve |
| | A | G# |
| We are the kids of war and | pea | ce |
| | A | G# |
| From Anaheim to the Middle | Eas | t |
| | A | G# |
| We are the stories and disciples | of | |
| | A | G# |
| The Jesus of Suburbi | a | |
| | 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# | F# | G# | C# |
| | And I don't b | elieve, and | I | don't | care |
| | F# | G# | C# | F# | G# | C# |
| | I | don't | care, | I | don't | care |
| | F# | G# | C# | F# | G# | C# | C# | C# | C# | G# |
| | I | don't | care, | I | don't | care | | | | |
| Part IV: Dearly Beloved (4/4) |
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| | G# | C |
| | Dearly beloved are | you listening? |
| | C# | G# | D# |
| I | can't remember a word that you were | saying | |
| | G# | C |
| | Are we demented or am | I disturbed? |
| | C# | G# | D# |
| The | space that's in between insane and | insecure | |
| | G# | C |
| | Oh therapy, can you please | fill the void? |
| | C# | G# | D# |
| | Am I retarded or am I jus | t over | joyed |
| | G# | C |
| | Nobody's perfect and I | stand accused |
| | C# | G# | D# |
| | For lack of a better word, and that's my | best | excuse |
| Part V: Tales Of Another Broken Home (4/4) |
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| | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# |
| | To | live and | not | to | breathe, | is | to | die in | tra | ge- | dy | |
| | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# |
| | To | run, to | run | aw- | ay, | | to | find what | you | bel | ieve | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| And | I | | | | leave | behin | d | | | | | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| | This | hurri | cane | of | *** | ing l | ies | | | | | |
| | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# |
| I | lost my | faith | to | this | , | this | town that | don't | ex- | ist | |
| | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# |
| So | I | run, I | run | aw- | ay, | | the | light of | mas | -o- | chist | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| And | I | | | | leave | behin | d | | | | | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| | This | hurri | cane | of | *** | ing l | ies | | | | | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| And | I | | | | wa | lked | thi | s li | ne | | | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| A | milli | on | and | one | *** | ing t | ime | s | | | | |
| | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# | F# | C# | G# |
| But | not t | his t | ime | | | | | | |
| | C# | G# | C# | G# | C# | G# | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 | D# | G#2 |
| | C# | D# | G# | C# |
| | I don't feel | any shame, I | won't apolo | gize |
| | C# | D# | G# |
| | When there ain't | nowhere you can g | o |
| | C# | D# | G# | C# |
| | Running away fro | m pain when | you've been victi | mized |
| | C# | D# | G# |
| | Tales from another | broken ho | me |
| | F# | C# | G# |
| Ah, you're | lea | ving | home |
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