Green Day - Letterbomb lyrics
Green Day [East Bay, California. USA.]
[Green Day - Letterbomb lyrics]
Nobody likes you, everyone left you
They're all out without you, having fun
Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collectin' unemployment checks
A flunky only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone
As the city's motto gets pulverized?
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fuckin' match
To light this fuse
The town bishop's an extortionist
And he don't even know that you exist
Standin' still when it's do or die
You better run for your fuckin' life
It's not over 'til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burnin', it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
There is nothin' left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go
When the virus cures it'self?
And where will we all go when it's too late?
And don't look back
You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
The St jimmy is a figment of
Your father's rage and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America
It's not over 'til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning, it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
Well, she said, "I can't take this place
I'm leavin' it behind"
Well, she said, "I can't take this town
I'm leavin' you tonight"
They're all out without you, having fun
Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collectin' unemployment checks
A flunky only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone
As the city's motto gets pulverized?
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fuckin' match
To light this fuse
The town bishop's an extortionist
And he don't even know that you exist
Standin' still when it's do or die
You better run for your fuckin' life
It's not over 'til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burnin', it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
There is nothin' left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go
When the virus cures it'self?
And where will we all go when it's too late?
And don't look back
You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
The St jimmy is a figment of
Your father's rage and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America
It's not over 'til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning, it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
Well, she said, "I can't take this place
I'm leavin' it behind"
Well, she said, "I can't take this town
I'm leavin' you tonight"