American Idiot: The Story, chapter 1
Prologue:
I was ten years old when it happened. My dad died of cancer, leaving his wife and me behind. My dad was a good man and I didn't think he deserved to die, not right away. My mother eventually remarried, sick of being alone every single day. His name is Brad, my stepfather. He was full of rage, while my mother was full of love. I didn't think that she should have married him, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change her mind. This brings me to today.
Chapter 1:
My name is Jesus, I call myself the Jesus of Suburbia, everyone does. I'm basically the son of rage and love, living a fucked up life. I hated my life. Nothing was good about it. The government is corrupt, the world doesn't make sense anymore and where I lived was a hell-hole. My mom and step-dad would fight sometimes, it didn't happen very often, but when it did, it was like World War III. And latley, it got worse. They fought like three or four times a day. I told myslef "I'm just gonna leave this place now....I'm gonna go and live on my own somewhere." I mean life was fucked, and it was all thanks to this damn society. They ruined this place! I left my old "home" behind, I was just gonna have to find somewhre to go. Anywhere that was better than there. I was gonna find a place where it's just like my own rules and no one can tell me what to do and who to listen to. I wasn't gonna be an Idiot and listen to them.
Don't wanna be an American Idiot
Don't want a nation that does a new media
And can you hear the sounds of hysteria?
The subliminal mind-fuck America!
Welcome to a new kind of tension,
All across the alienation
Everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones are meant to follow
For that's enough to argue!
I was ten years old when it happened. My dad died of cancer, leaving his wife and me behind. My dad was a good man and I didn't think he deserved to die, not right away. My mother eventually remarried, sick of being alone every single day. His name is Brad, my stepfather. He was full of rage, while my mother was full of love. I didn't think that she should have married him, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't change her mind. This brings me to today.
Chapter 1:
My name is Jesus, I call myself the Jesus of Suburbia, everyone does. I'm basically the son of rage and love, living a fucked up life. I hated my life. Nothing was good about it. The government is corrupt, the world doesn't make sense anymore and where I lived was a hell-hole. My mom and step-dad would fight sometimes, it didn't happen very often, but when it did, it was like World War III. And latley, it got worse. They fought like three or four times a day. I told myslef "I'm just gonna leave this place now....I'm gonna go and live on my own somewhere." I mean life was fucked, and it was all thanks to this damn society. They ruined this place! I left my old "home" behind, I was just gonna have to find somewhre to go. Anywhere that was better than there. I was gonna find a place where it's just like my own rules and no one can tell me what to do and who to listen to. I wasn't gonna be an Idiot and listen to them.
Don't wanna be an American Idiot
Don't want a nation that does a new media
And can you hear the sounds of hysteria?
The subliminal mind-fuck America!
Welcome to a new kind of tension,
All across the alienation
Everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones are meant to follow
For that's enough to argue!
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