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