(You're not the Jesus of Suburbia...) B5 A5 B5 e|-------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|--9-7/9-99--7/9-99--6/7-77--6/9-99--7/9-9-7/9----| A|--9-7/9-99--7/9-99--6/7-77--6/9-99--7/9-9-7/9----| E|--7-5/7-77--5/7-77--4/5-55--4/7-77--5/7-7-5/7----|
(It's not over till you're underground...) E5 B5 A5 E5 B5 A5 e|-----------------------------| B|-----------------------------| G|-9---------------9-----------| D|-9---9---7-------9---9---7---| A|-7---9---7-------7---9---7---| E|-----7---5-----------7---5---|
(She said I can't take this place...) E5 G#5 C#5 A e|---------------------------| B|---------------------------| G|----------------6----------| D|--2------6------6------7---| A|--2------6------4------7---| E|--0------4-------------5---|
(Well she said I can't take this town...) E5 G#5 C#5 A e|---------------------------| B|---------------------------| G|----------------6----------| D|--2------6------6------7---| A|--2------6------4------7---| E|--0------4-------------5---|
No body likes you Everyone left you They're all out without you Having fun
Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly's accidental high The dummy failed the crash test Collecting unemployment checks You're fucking only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone? Acid City's model gets pulverized What's in love is now in debt On your birth certificate So strike the fucking match to light this fuse
The television's an obstructionist And you don't even know that you exist. Standin' still with suit and tie You better run for your fucking life
It's not over 'till you're underground It's not hope before it's too late This city's burning. It's not my burden It's not hope before it's too late
There is nothing left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself? And where we will all go when it's too late
Well don't look back
You're not the Jesus of Suburbia That St. Jimmy is a figment of Your father's rage and your mother's love That's made the idiot America
It's not over till you're underground It's not hope before it's too late This city's burning. It's not my burden It's not hope before it's too late