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