Green Day
American Idiot (2004) - Lyrics

[Part 1: Jesus Of Suburbia]



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



But 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 in 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, doing someone else's cocaine



But 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 in 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 care



[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]



Everyone's 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 it
don't believe

And I don't care! (woo woo woo)

I
don't care (woo woo woo)

I don't care (woo woo woo)

I
don't care (woo woo woo)

I don't care!



[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 to believe

And what 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