St.Jimmy

Green Day - St. Jimmy

St. Jimmys comin down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip code on parade
Light on the sillohette
Hes insubordinate
Coming at you on account of wonder
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My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide comando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
And Im here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment

Im the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag to sell
I am the son of a ***** and Edgar Allen Poe
Raised in the city in the hail of lights
But aint it worth it that weve been victimized

Im the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

You talkin to me?

Ill give you something to cry about.

ST. JIMMY

My name is St. Jimmy Im a son of a gun
I am the one thats runaway out of town now
A teenage assasin exucuting some fun
in the cult of the life of crime

I really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
And the resident leader at the lost and found

Its comedy and tragedy
Its St. Jimmy
And thats my nameeeeeee.
... and dont wear it out!