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