🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Homecoming - Green Day

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