[Part 1: The death of St. Jimmy]
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
You taught me how to live
In the streets of shame
Where youve lost your dreams in the rain
Theres no sign of hope
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
Theres a glow of light
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city lust
What the hells your name
Whats your pleasure and whats your pain?
Do you dream to much?
Do you think what you need is a crutch
In the crowd of pain. St. Jimmy comes without any shame
He says "were fucked up"
But were not the same
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
Jimmy died today
He blew his brains out into the bay
In the state of mind its my own private suicide
[Part 2: East 12th St.]
And nobody cares
And nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
[x2]
Jesus filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th st.
Hes not listened to a word now
Hes in his own world
And hes daydreaming
Hed rather be doing something else now,
Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly,
His lifes on the line with anxiety now,
And she had enough,
And he had plenty
Somebody get me out of here
Anybody get me out of here
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here
So far away
I dont want to stay
Get me out of here right now
I just wanna be free
Is there a possibility?
Get me out of here right now
This life like aint for me
[Part 3: Nobody likes you!]
I fell asleep watching spike TV
After 10 cups of coffee
And youre still not here
Dreaming of a song
When something went wrong
But I cant tell anyone
Cause no ones here
Left me here alone
When I should have stayed home
After 10 cups of coffee
Im thinking whered you go?
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
Theyre all out without you havin fun
Whered you go
Everyone left you
Nobody likes you
Theyre all out without you havin fun
Whered you go?
Geeze...Ha..
[Part 4: Rock and roll girlfriend]
[written and sung by Tre Cool]
I got a rock and roll band
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house
I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in new york
I got a kid in the bay
I havent drank or smoked nothin
In over 22 days
So get off my case
[Part 5: Were coming home again]
Here they come marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat
Coming back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come and it going nowhere
Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
In the summer heat
The world is spinning
Around and around
Out of control again
From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letterbomb
And visit me in hell
Were the ones going
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
I started fuckin running
Just as soon as my feet touched the ground
Were back in Barrio
But to you and me, thats jingle town
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Home
Were coming home again
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
Theyre all out without you havin fun

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