I.
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 THE LAND OF MAKE BELIEVE
THAT DON'T BELIEVE IN ME
GET MY TELEVISION FIX SITTING ON MY CRUCIFIX
THE LIVING ROOM IN MY PRIVATE WOMB
WHILE THE MOM'S & BRAD'S ARE AWAY
TO FALL IN LOVE AND FALL IN DEBT
TO ALCOHOL AND CIGARETTES AND MARY JANE
TO KEEP ME INSANE AND DOING SOMEONE ELSE'S COCAINE
Green Day, American Idiot
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