Текст песни Green Day Letterbomb

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun!


Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high,
The dummy failed the crash test,
Collecting unemployment checks,
A flunkie only 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 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 where will we all go when it's too late?


Well don't look back...


You're not the Jesus of suburbia,
The St. Jimmy is just a figment of,
Your fathers rage and your mothers love,
Made me the idiot America


It's not over 'til 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",
She said "I can't take this town,
I'm leaving you tonight"