Songtext von Letterbomb

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 Now collecting unemployment checks You're fucking only along for the ride Where have all the riots gone As your 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 that you exist. Standing still when it's do or die, You better run for your fucking life It's not over 'till your underground It's not hope before it's too late This city's burning "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 figure out 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 This city's burning "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" She said "I can't take this town, I'm leaving you tonight"