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