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[[Category:Green Day]]
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Revision as of 23:29, 25 June 2012

Letterbomb
Green Day

Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they're all out without you, having fun...

E Abm C#m A (x2)

E                  A              
Where have all the bastards gone? 
    F#m        A             E
The underbelly stacks up ten high
    Abm              C#m       
The dummy failed the crash test
     Ab         C#m
Collecting unemployment checks
  A            F#m           B   E B
A flunkie only along for the ride

E                  A   
Where have all the riots gone?
F#m           A                E
As the city's motto gets pulverized
Abm               C#m      
What's in love is now in debt
Abm              C#m
On your birth certificate
    A                F#m                  B   E B
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse

E-B E-B

A                                  E-A
  The town bishop's an extortionist
                                      E-B
And he don't even know that you exist
                                  E-B
Standing still when it's do or die
You better run for your fucking life

CHORUS

E          B                A
  It's not over 'til you're underground
E          B                A
  It's not over before it's too late
E             B
  This city's burning
A             C
  It's not my burden
E          B                    A
  It's not over before it's too late
F#m                   A           E
When there is nothing left to analyze

E                                      Abm
Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?
    C#m                            A
And where will we all go when it's too late?

E Abm C#m A  

E Abm      C#m             A  
      Well don't look back

B                                  E-B
  You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
                              E-A
The St. Jimmy is a figment of
                                           E-B
Your father's rage and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America

CHORUS

     E                 Abm                  C#m          A
Well she said "I can't take this place, I'm leaving it behind"
    E                 Abm                 C#m           A
Oh, she said "I can't take this town, I'm leaving you tonight"

E
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