Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Having fun
Where have all the bastards gone
The underbelly stinks of tonight
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
You're f**king only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone
As the city's moto gets pulverized
Once two lovers now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the f**king match to light this fuse
The television's an extortionist
And you don't even know that you exist
So stand still waits to die
You better run for your f**king life
It's not over 'till your underground
It's not hope before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not hope before it's too late
There's nothing left to analyse
Where will all the martyrs go
When the fire scares themselves
And where will we all go when it's too late
And don't look back
You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
They're saying Jimmy is a figment of
Your Fathers race and your Mothers love
Then maybe you need an America
It's not over 'till your underground
It's not hope before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not hope 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
