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
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunkie along for a ride

Where have all the riots gone
As your city`s model gets pulverized?
What`s in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the f**king match to light this fuse

The town bishop is an extortionist
And he don`t even know that you exist
Standing still when it`s do or die
You better run for your f**king life

It`s not over till your underground
It`s not over before it`s too late
It`s cities burnin`
It`s not my burden
It`s not over before it`s too late

There`s nothing left to analyze
Where 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 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 till your underground
It`s not over before it`s too late
It`s cities burnin`
It`s not my burden
It`s not over before it`s too late

She said I can`t take this place
I`m leaving it behind
Well, she said I can`t take this town
I`m leaving you tonight