Where have all the bastards gone
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
A flunky only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone
As the city's motto gets pulverized
What's in love that's now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking
match to light this fuse
The town's bishop 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 you're 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
There is nothing left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go
When the virus cures itself
And when will we all
go when it's too late
And don't look back
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 you're 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
WAKE UP
And she said
I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight
I'm leaving you tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
TONIGHT