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