'Jesus of Suburbia' by Green Day - Guitar Tutorial
Gtp аккорды: Jesus of Suburbia
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C
I'm the son of rage and love
Am
The Jesus of suburbia
F
From the Bible of none of the above
G
On a steady diet of
C
Soda pop and Ritalin
Am
No one ever died for my
F
Sins in hell, as far as I can tell
G
At least the ones I've gotten away with
F G
And there's nothing wrong with me
F G
This is how I'm supposed to be
F G
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
| C - G | F | (x2)
C
Get my television fix
Am
Sitting on my crucifix
F
The living room or my private womb
G
While the moms and brads are away
C
To fall in love and fall in debt
Am
To alcohol and cigarettes
F
And Mary Jane to keep me insane
G
Doing someone else's cocaine
F G
And there's nothing wrong with me
F G
This is how I'm supposed to be
F G
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
| C - G | F | (x2)
| C | Am | F | G |
| C | E | Am – G | F | G |
C
At the center of the earth
C/B
In the parking lot
Am G
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
F G
The motto was just a lie
C
It says home is were your heart is
C/B
But what a shame
Am G
Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
F G
It's beating out of time
Am G
City of the dead
C F
At the end of another lost highway
Am G F
Sign misleading to nowhere
Am G
City of the damned
C F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am G F
No one really seems to care
C
I read the graffiti
C
In the bathroom stall
Am G
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
F G
And so it seemed to confess
C
It didn't say much
C
But it only confirmed that
Am G
The center of the earth is the end of the world
F G
And I could really care less
Am G
City of the dead
C F
At the end of another lost highway
Am G F
Sign misleading to nowhere
Am G
City of the damned
C F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am G F
No one really seems to care
| G - C | G - C | F - C | G |
G C
I don't care if you don't
G C
I don't care if you don't
F C G
I don't care if you don't care (x4)
F – G
I don’t care…
| C | C | C | G# - G | (x2)
C G# - G
Everyone is so full of shit
C G# - G
Born and raised by hypocrites
C G# - G
Hearts recycled but never saved
C G# - G
From the cradle to the grave
C G# - G
We are the kids of war and peace
C G# - G
From Anaheim to the Middle East
C G# - G
We are the stories and disciples
C G# - G
Of the Jesus of Suburbia!
F G
Land of make believe
F G
And it don't believe in me
F G
Land of make believe
F G
And I don't believe
F – G C
And I don’t care (x4)
F – G C - G
And I don’t care
G Bm
Dearly beloved are you listening?
C G D
I can’t remember a word that you were saying
G Bm
Are we demented or Am I disturbed?
C G D
The space that's in between insane and insecure
| G | Bm | C | G - D |
G Bm
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
C G D
Am I retarded or Am I just overjoyed
G Bm
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
C G D
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
| G | Bm | C | G – D |
| G | F – C | (x4)
G F
To live and not to breathe
G F
Is to die in tragedy
G F
To run, to run away
G F
To find what you believe
C D
And I leave behind
C D
This hurricane of fcking lies
G F
I lost my faith to this
G F
This town that don't exist
G F
So I run, I run away
G F
To the lights of masochist
C D
And I leave behind
C D
This hurricane of fcking lies
C D
And I walked this line
C D
A million and one fcking times... But not this time!
| G | F – C | (x10)
| C | D | G | F |
C D
I don't feel any shame
G C
I won’t apologize
C D G
When there ain't nowhere you can Go
C D
Running away from pain
G C
When you've been victimized
C D
Tales from another broken...
G
Home...
F – G
You’re leaving...
F – G
You’re leaving...
F – G
You’re leaving...
F
Ah you’re leaving home…
| G | F – C |
| G | F – C | G |