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Я – сын страсти и любви.
The Jesus of suburbia
Иисус из предместья.
From the bible of none of the above
Я не тот, о ком написано в четырех Евангелиях.
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
Я вырос на содовой, попкорне и риталине.
No one ever died for my sins in hell
Никто не искупал мои грехи в аду,
As far as I can tell
Даже те,
At least the ones I got away with
Которые сошли мне с рук.
And there's nothing wrong with me
Со мной всё в порядке.
This is how I'm supposed to be
Просто я должен быть таким
In a land of make believe
В выдуманной стране,
That don't believe in me
Которая в меня не верит.
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
Почини мне телевизор, сидя на моём распятии,
The living room or my private womb
В моей гостиной или утробе.
While the moms and brads are away
Пока мамочки и братья в отлучке,
To fall in love and fall in debt
Можно влюбиться и попасть в долговую яму
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
За алкоголь, сигареты и Мэри Джейн,
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
А чей-то кокаин будет сводить меня с ума.
And there's nothing wrong with me
Со мной всё в порядке.
This is how I'm supposed to be
Просто я должен быть таким
In a land of make believe
В выдуманной стране,
That don't believe in me
Которая в меня не верит.
At the center of the Earth
В центре земли
In the parking lot
На стоянке
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
От 7 до 11, где я выучился,
The motto was just a lie
Девизом была ложь, гласящая:
It says home is where your heart is
«Дом там, где твоё сердце».
But what a shame
Как ни стыдно говорить такое,
Cause everyone's heart
Ведь сердца у всех
Doesn't beat the same
Бьются по-разному,
It's beating out of time
Бьются не в ритм.
City of the dead
Город мёртвых
At the end of another lost highway
На том конце очередного затерянного шоссе.
Signs misleading to nowhere
Дорожные знаки, направляющие в никуда.
City of the damned
Город проклятых,
Lost children with dirty faces today
Потерянных детей с грязными лицами,
No one really seems to care
На которых всем по-настоящему наплевать.
I read the graffiti
Я читаю граффити
In the bathroom stall
В общественном туалете,
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
Как священное писание супермаркета.
And so it seemed to confess
Кажется, в нём исповедовались,
It didn't say much
Но оно не сказало многого.
But it only confirmed that
Оно только подтвердило,
The center of the earth
Что центром земли
Is the end of the world
Является край света.
And I could really care less
И мне следовало бы меньше об этом заботиться.
City of the dead
Город мёртвых
At the end of another lost highway
На том конце очередного затерянного шоссе.
Signs misleading to nowhere
Дорожные знаки, направляющие в никуда.
City of the damned
Город проклятых,
Lost children with dirty faces today
Потерянных детей с грязными лицами,
No one really seems to careeeeee
На которых всем по-настоящему наплевааааать.
I don't care if you don't
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
I don't care if you don't
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
I don't care if you don't care
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
[x4]
[4 раза]
I don't careeeeeeeeee
Мне всё равноооооо.
Everyone is so full of shit
В нас столько дер*ма!
Born and raised by hypocrites
Нас рождают и воспитывают лицемеры.
Hearts recycled but never saved
Наши сердца изменяются, но не остаются прежними
From the cradle to the grave
От колыбели до гроба.
We are the kids of war and peace
Мы дети войны и мира
From Anaheim to the middle east
От Анахайма до Ближнего востока.
We are the stories and disciples
Мы – истории и учении
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Иисуса из
The Jesus of suburbia
Иисус из предместья.
From the bible of none of the above
Я не тот, о ком написано в четырех Евангелиях.
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
Я вырос на содовой, попкорне и риталине.
No one ever died for my sins in hell
Никто не искупал мои грехи в аду,
As far as I can tell
Даже те,
At least the ones I got away with
Которые сошли мне с рук.
And there's nothing wrong with me
Со мной всё в порядке.
This is how I'm supposed to be
Просто я должен быть таким
In a land of make believe
В выдуманной стране,
That don't believe in me
Которая в меня не верит.
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
Почини мне телевизор, сидя на моём распятии,
The living room or my private womb
В моей гостиной или утробе.
While the moms and brads are away
Пока мамочки и братья в отлучке,
To fall in love and fall in debt
Можно влюбиться и попасть в долговую яму
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
За алкоголь, сигареты и Мэри Джейн,
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
А чей-то кокаин будет сводить меня с ума.
And there's nothing wrong with me
Со мной всё в порядке.
This is how I'm supposed to be
Просто я должен быть таким
In a land of make believe
В выдуманной стране,
That don't believe in me
Которая в меня не верит.
At the center of the Earth
В центре земли
In the parking lot
На стоянке
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
От 7 до 11, где я выучился,
The motto was just a lie
Девизом была ложь, гласящая:
It says home is where your heart is
«Дом там, где твоё сердце».
But what a shame
Как ни стыдно говорить такое,
Cause everyone's heart
Ведь сердца у всех
Doesn't beat the same
Бьются по-разному,
It's beating out of time
Бьются не в ритм.
City of the dead
Город мёртвых
At the end of another lost highway
На том конце очередного затерянного шоссе.
Signs misleading to nowhere
Дорожные знаки, направляющие в никуда.
City of the damned
Город проклятых,
Lost children with dirty faces today
Потерянных детей с грязными лицами,
No one really seems to care
На которых всем по-настоящему наплевать.
I read the graffiti
Я читаю граффити
In the bathroom stall
В общественном туалете,
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
Как священное писание супермаркета.
And so it seemed to confess
Кажется, в нём исповедовались,
It didn't say much
Но оно не сказало многого.
But it only confirmed that
Оно только подтвердило,
The center of the earth
Что центром земли
Is the end of the world
Является край света.
And I could really care less
И мне следовало бы меньше об этом заботиться.
City of the dead
Город мёртвых
At the end of another lost highway
На том конце очередного затерянного шоссе.
Signs misleading to nowhere
Дорожные знаки, направляющие в никуда.
City of the damned
Город проклятых,
Lost children with dirty faces today
Потерянных детей с грязными лицами,
No one really seems to careeeeee
На которых всем по-настоящему наплевааааать.
I don't care if you don't
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
I don't care if you don't
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
I don't care if you don't care
Мне всё равно, если тебе всё равно.
[x4]
[4 раза]
I don't careeeeeeeeee
Мне всё равноооооо.
Everyone is so full of shit
В нас столько дер*ма!
Born and raised by hypocrites
Нас рождают и воспитывают лицемеры.
Hearts recycled but never saved
Наши сердца изменяются, но не остаются прежними
From the cradle to the grave
От колыбели до гроба.
We are the kids of war and peace
Мы дети войны и мира
From Anaheim to the middle east
От Анахайма до Ближнего востока.
We are the stories and disciples
Мы – истории и учении
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Иисуса из
I am the son of passion and love.
The Jesus of Suburbia
Jesus from the suburbs.
From the Bible of None of the ABOVE
I am not the one written in four gospels.
On a steady diet of Soda Pop and Ritalin
I grew up on soda, popcorn and Ritalin.
No one Ever Died For My Sins in Hell
No one ate my sins in hell,
As far as i can tell
Even those
At Least the ONES I GOT AWAY with
Who got away with me.
And there's note Wrong with me
Everything is fine with me.
This is How I'm Supposed to Be
I just have to be like that
In a Land of Make Believ
In a fictitious country,
That donate believe in me
Which does not believe in me.
Get My Television Fix Sitting on My Crucifix
Repair me the TV, sitting on my crucifixion,
The Living Room Or My Private Womb
In my living room or womb.
While the Moms and Brads Are Away
So far, mothers and brothers are in height,
To fall in love and fall in Debt
You can fall in love and get into the debt hole
To alcohol and cigarettes and mary jane
For alcohol, cigarettes and Mary Jane,
To Keep Me Insane and Doing Someone Else's Cocaine
And someone's cocaine will drive me crazy.
And there's note Wrong with me
Everything is fine with me.
This is How I'm Supposed to Be
I just have to be like that
In a Land of Make Believ
In a fictitious country,
That donate believe in me
Which does not believe in me.
At the Center of the Earth
In the center of the Earth
In the Parking Lot
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 Were i Was Taught
From 7 to 11, where I learned
The Motto Was Just a Lie
The motto was a lie that says:
It Says Home Isa Your Heart is
"The house is where your heart is."
But what a shame
No matter how embarrassed to say that,
CAUSE EVERYONE's HeART
After all, everyone has hearts
Doesn't beat the same
They beat differently,
It's Beating Out of Time
They are not in the rhythm.
City of the Dead
City of the dead
At the end of Another Lost Highway
At that end of the next lost highway.
Signs Misleading to Nowhere
Road signs directing to nowhere.
City of the Damned
The city of the damned
Lost Children with Dirty Faces Today
Lost children with dirty faces,
No one Really Seems To Care
On which everyone really does not give a damn.
I Read The Graffiti
I read graffiti
In the Bathroom Stall
In the public toilet,
Like the Holy Scriptures of a Shopping Mall
Like the Holy Scriptures of a supermarket.
And so itemed to confess
It seems that they confessed it,
IT DIDN'T SAY Much
But it did not say much.
But it only conframed that
It only confirmed
The Center of the Earth
What is the center of the Earth
Is the end of the world
The end of the world is.
And I COULD REALLY CARE LESS
And I should have taken care of it less.
City of the Dead
City of the dead
At the end of Another Lost Highway
At that end of the next lost highway.
Signs Misleading to Nowhere
Road signs directing to nowhere.
City of the Damned
The city of the damned
Lost Children with Dirty Faces Today
Lost children with dirty faces,
No one Really Seems to Careeeeeee
On which everyone really does not care.
I Donomet Care If You Donatt
I don't care if you don't care.
I Donomet Care If You Donatt
I don't care if you don't care.
I Donomet Care If You Don`t Care
I don't care if you don't care.
[x4]
[4 times]
I DON'T Careeeeeeeeeeee
I am all the same.
EVERYONE IS So Full of Shit
There are so many ders in us!
Born and Raized by Hypocrites
We are born and educate us by hypocrites.
Hearts Recycled Buter Saved
Our hearts change, but do not remain the same
From the Cradle to the Grave
From the cradle to the coffin.
We are the Kids of War and Peace
We are children of war and peace
From anaheim to the midle east
From anheim to the Middle East.
We are the Stories and Disciples
We are stories and teachings
OF THE JESUS OF SUBURBIA
Jesus from
The Jesus of Suburbia
Jesus from the suburbs.
From the Bible of None of the ABOVE
I am not the one written in four gospels.
On a steady diet of Soda Pop and Ritalin
I grew up on soda, popcorn and Ritalin.
No one Ever Died For My Sins in Hell
No one ate my sins in hell,
As far as i can tell
Even those
At Least the ONES I GOT AWAY with
Who got away with me.
And there's note Wrong with me
Everything is fine with me.
This is How I'm Supposed to Be
I just have to be like that
In a Land of Make Believ
In a fictitious country,
That donate believe in me
Which does not believe in me.
Get My Television Fix Sitting on My Crucifix
Repair me the TV, sitting on my crucifixion,
The Living Room Or My Private Womb
In my living room or womb.
While the Moms and Brads Are Away
So far, mothers and brothers are in height,
To fall in love and fall in Debt
You can fall in love and get into the debt hole
To alcohol and cigarettes and mary jane
For alcohol, cigarettes and Mary Jane,
To Keep Me Insane and Doing Someone Else's Cocaine
And someone's cocaine will drive me crazy.
And there's note Wrong with me
Everything is fine with me.
This is How I'm Supposed to Be
I just have to be like that
In a Land of Make Believ
In a fictitious country,
That donate believe in me
Which does not believe in me.
At the Center of the Earth
In the center of the Earth
In the Parking Lot
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 Were i Was Taught
From 7 to 11, where I learned
The Motto Was Just a Lie
The motto was a lie that says:
It Says Home Isa Your Heart is
"The house is where your heart is."
But what a shame
No matter how embarrassed to say that,
CAUSE EVERYONE's HeART
After all, everyone has hearts
Doesn't beat the same
They beat differently,
It's Beating Out of Time
They are not in the rhythm.
City of the Dead
City of the dead
At the end of Another Lost Highway
At that end of the next lost highway.
Signs Misleading to Nowhere
Road signs directing to nowhere.
City of the Damned
The city of the damned
Lost Children with Dirty Faces Today
Lost children with dirty faces,
No one Really Seems To Care
On which everyone really does not give a damn.
I Read The Graffiti
I read graffiti
In the Bathroom Stall
In the public toilet,
Like the Holy Scriptures of a Shopping Mall
Like the Holy Scriptures of a supermarket.
And so itemed to confess
It seems that they confessed it,
IT DIDN'T SAY Much
But it did not say much.
But it only conframed that
It only confirmed
The Center of the Earth
What is the center of the Earth
Is the end of the world
The end of the world is.
And I COULD REALLY CARE LESS
And I should have taken care of it less.
City of the Dead
City of the dead
At the end of Another Lost Highway
At that end of the next lost highway.
Signs Misleading to Nowhere
Road signs directing to nowhere.
City of the Damned
The city of the damned
Lost Children with Dirty Faces Today
Lost children with dirty faces,
No one Really Seems to Careeeeeee
On which everyone really does not care.
I Donomet Care If You Donatt
I don't care if you don't care.
I Donomet Care If You Donatt
I don't care if you don't care.
I Donomet Care If You Don`t Care
I don't care if you don't care.
[x4]
[4 times]
I DON'T Careeeeeeeeeeee
I am all the same.
EVERYONE IS So Full of Shit
There are so many ders in us!
Born and Raized by Hypocrites
We are born and educate us by hypocrites.
Hearts Recycled Buter Saved
Our hearts change, but do not remain the same
From the Cradle to the Grave
From the cradle to the coffin.
We are the Kids of War and Peace
We are children of war and peace
From anaheim to the midle east
From anheim to the Middle East.
We are the Stories and Disciples
We are stories and teachings
OF THE JESUS OF SUBURBIA
Jesus from
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