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 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 fucking match to light this fuse!

 

  The town bishop is an extortionist

  And he don't even know you exist

  Standing still when it's do or die

  You better run for your fucking life!

 

Chorus :

It's not over till 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 nothing left to analyze

 

Where will all they matyrs 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 Saint Jimmy is a figment of

Your fathers rage and your mothers love

  Made me the idiot America

 

Chorus

 

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