레디앙's Life Part II

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 room in my private womb
While the Mom's and 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



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
We're 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]

[x4 repeat]
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



Everyone Is 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 I don't believe
And I don't care!