St.Jimmy

Green Day - St. Jimmy

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway

Up on the boulevard like a zip code on parade

Light on the sillohette

He's 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 I'm here to represent

That needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm 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 ain't it worth it that we've been victimized

I'm the patron saint of the denial

With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

You talkin' to me?

I'll give you something to cry about.

ST. JIMMY

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun

I am the one that's 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

It's comedy and tragedy

It's St. Jimmy

And that's my nameeeeeee.

... and don't wear it out!