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 HOME -  day
 
 I. Death of  Jimmy
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 My  is beating from me,
 I am standing all 
 Please call me only if you  coming home,
  another year flies by,
  a night or two,
 You taught me how to 
 
  the streets of shame,
 Where you've lost your  in the rain,
 There's  signs of hope,
 The stems  seeds of the last of the dope,
 There's  glow of light,
 The St. Jimmy is the spark in  night,
  gifts and trust,
  fixture in the city of lust,
 
 "What  hells your name,
 What's your  and what is your pain?
 Do you  too much?
 Do you think what you  is a crutch?"
 
 In the crowd of pain, St. Jimmy comes without any 
 He says  fucked up",
 But  not the same,
 And mom and dad  the ones you can blame
 
 Jimmy died today
 
 He blew his brains  into the bay,
 In the  of mind is my own private suicide
 
 
 II. East 12th 
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 Well nobody cares,
 Well nobody cares,
 Does anyone care  nobody cares?
 Well nobody cares,
 Well nobody cares,
 Does  care if nobody cares?
 
  filling out paperwork now,
  the facility on east 12th Street,
 He's not listening to a  now,
 He's in  own world,
 And he's daydreaming
 
 He'd rather be doing something  now,
 Like cigarettes and coffee with the 
 His  on the line with anxiety now,
 'Cuz she had 
 And  had plenty
 
 Somebody get  out of here,
 Anybody  me out of here,
 Somebody get  out of here,
 Get me the fuck  out of here
 
 So far away,
  don't want to stay,
  me outta here right now,
  just want to be free,
 Is  a possibility?
 Get me  of here right now,
  life like dream ain't for me
 
 
 III. Nobody Likes 
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 I fell asleep  watching Spike TV,
 After 10 cups  coffee,
 And you're  not here,
 Dreaming of  song,
 But something  wrong,
  you can't tell anyone,
 'Cuz no  here
 
 Left me  alone,
 And  should've stayed home,
  10 cups of coffee,
 I'm thinking,
 Where'd you go?
 
 Nobody likes you,
  left you,(Where'd You go)
 They're all out without 
 Havin' fun,(Where'd  go)
 Everyone left you,
 Nobody likes you,(Where'd  go)
 They're all out without 
 Havin'  you go)
 (go, go ,go)
 
 IV. Rock And Roll Girlfriend(written and  by Tre Cool)
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 Billie Joe: Geez.....hahh...
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 I got  rock and roll band,
 I got a  and roll life,
 I got a  and roll girlfriend,
 And another ex-wife
 
 I got a  and roll house,
  got a rock and roll car,
 I play the  out the drums,
 And I  play the guitar
 
 I  a kid in New York,
 I got a kid  the Bay,
  haven't drank or smoked nothin',
 In  22 days,
  get off of my case
 off of my 
  of my case
 
 V. We're Coming Home 
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 Here they come marching  the street,
 Like a desperation murmur  a heart beat,
 Coming back from  edge of town,
 Underneath their feet
 
  time has come and it's going nowhere,
 Nobody ever said that  was fair now,
 Go-carts and guns  treasures they will bear,
 In the  heat
 
 The world is spinning  and round,
 Out of  again,
 the 7-11 to the fear of  down,
 So  my love a letterbomb,
 And visit me  hell,
 We're  ones going
 
 Home.
  coming home again
 Home.
 We're  home again
 
 I started fuckin' 
 as soon as my  touch ground,
 We're  in the burrial,
 And to you and me, that's 
 
 Home.
 We're  home again,
 Home.
  coming home again,
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 Home.
 We're coming  again,
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 Home.
 We're coming  again,
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 Home.
 We're coming  again,
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 
 Nobody likes you,
 Everyone left you,
 They're all out  you,
 Havin' fun