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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 highThe dummy failed the crash testNow collecting unemployment checksLike a junkie along for the rideWhere have all the riots goneAs the city's motto gets pulverized?"What's in love is now in debt"On your birth certificateSo strike the fucking match to light this fuse!The town bishop is an extortionistAnd he don't even know that you exist.Standing still when it's do or die,You better run for your fucking lifeIt's not over 'till your undergroundIt's not over before it's too lateThis city's burning"It's not my burden."It's not over before it's too lateThere's nothing left to analyzeWhere will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?And where will we all go when it's too late?And don't look backYou're not the Jesus of SuburbiaThe St. Jimmy is a figment ofYour father's rage and your mother's loveMade me the Idiot AmericaIt's not over 'till your undergroundIt's not over before it's too lateThis city's burning"It's not my burden."It's not over before it's too lateShe said "I can't take this place,I'm leaving it behind"She said "I can't take this town,I'm leaving you tonight"
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