Where have all the [bad word] gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunky along for a ride
Where have all the riots gone
As your city's model gets pulverized?
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the [bad word] 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 [bad word] for your [bad word] life
 [bad word] 
It's not over 'till your underground
It's not over before it's too late
It's cities burnin', 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 [bad word] 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 figment of
Your father's rage and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America
 [bad word] ..

She said I can't take this place
I'm leaving it behind
Well she said I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight