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(i - The Death of St Jimmy) 
     
 
     
 
            
My heart is be

       
ating from me 
 
            
I am standing 

          
all alone 
 
            
Please call me

          
    only 
 
           
If you are com

      
ing home 
 
             
Waste another 

           
year flies by 
 
             
Wait a night o

          
r two 
 
             
You taught me 

               
how to live 
 
        
 
        
 
             
In the streets

         
 of shame, 
 
              
Where you've l

             
ost your dream

             
s in the rain,

          
 
 
              
There's no sig

          
n of hope, 
 
              
The stems and 

             
seeds of the l

              
ast of the dop

                 
e, 
 
              
There's a glow

         
 of light, 
 
             
The St. Jimmy 

              
is the spark i

                 
n the night, 
 
              
Bearing gifts 

         
and trust, 
 
              
The fixture in

             
 the city of l

      
ust 
 
 
              
What the hells

          
 your name, 
 
              
What's your pl

           
easure and wha

              
t's your pain?

               
 
 
             
Do you dream t

#        
oo much? 
 
             
Do you think w

              
hat you need i

                     
s a crutch? 
 
 
        
 
             
In the crowd o

            
f pain, St. Ji

              
mmy comes with

             
out any shame,

            
 
 
              
He says "We're

                   
 fucked up", 
 
             
But we're not 

             
the same, 
 
              
And mom and da

             
d are the ones

              
 you can blame

                        
 
 
           
Jimmy died tod

   
ay 
 
              
He blew his br

           
ains out into 

               
the bay, 
 
           
In the state o

            
f mind in my o

             
wn private sui

              
cide 
 
 
(ii - East 12th Street) 
 
     
     
     
     
 
           
Well nobody ca

   
res, 
 
           
And nobody car

   
es, 
 
           
Does anyone ca

            
re if nobody c

     
ares? 
 
           
Well nobody ca

   
res, 
 
           
And nobody car

   
es, 
 
            
Does anyone ca

           
re if nobody c

     
ares? 
 
 
             
Jesus is filli

             
ng out paperwo

       
rk now, 
 
            
At the facilit

             
y on east 12th

  
 Street, 
 
             
He's not liste

             
ning to a word

   
 now, 
 
             
He's in his ow

     
n world, 
 
             
And he's daydr

      
eaming 
 
              
He'd rather be

              
 doing somethi

                     
ng else now, 
 
             
Like cigarette

              
s and coffee w

             
ith the underb

                
elly, 
 
              
His life's on 

              
the line with 

                 
anxiety now, 
 
             
And she had en

        
ough, 
 
             
And he's had p

       
lenty 
 
 
     
 
             
Somebody get m

             
e out of here,

     
 
 
     
 
             
Anybody get me

               
 out of here, 
 
     
 
             
Somebody get m

             
e out of here,

     
 
 
     
 
             
Get me the fuc

             
k right out of

        
 here 
 
 
So far away, 
 
 
I don't want t

o stay, 
 
             
Get me outta h

              
ere right now,

          
 
 
 
I just want to

 be free, 
 
 
Is there a pos

sibility? 
 
             
Get me out of 

              
here right now

          
, 
 
  
Out! 
 
  
Out! 
 
  
Out! 
 
  
Out! 
 
 
Alright! 
 
    
 
             
This life like

              
 dream ain?t f

        
or me 
 
 
(iii - Nobody Likes You) 
 
            
I fell asleep 

             
while watching

                       
 Spike TV, 
 
             
After 10 cups 

            
of coffee, 
 
              
And you're sti

              
ll not here, 
 
             
Dreaming of a 

         
song, 
 
             
When something

                      
 went wrong, 
 
              
And you can't 

              
tell anyone, 
 
             
'Cos no one's 

        
here 
 
            
Left me here a

      
lone, 
 
             
When I should 

              
have stayed ho

               
me, 
 
            
After 10 cups 

          
of coffee, 
 
      
I'm thinking, 
 
           
Nobody likes y

ou, 
 
             
Everyone left 

 
you, 
 
             
They're all ou

             
t without you,

 
 
 
        
Havin' fun, 
 
             
Everyone left 

     
you, 
 
            
Nobody likes y

  
ou, 
 
             
They're all ou

             
t without you,

 
 
 
        
Havin' fun, 
 
              
Where'd you go

          
? 
 
 
(iv - Rock and Roll Girlfriend) 
 
  
 
 
I got a rock a

nd roll band, 
 
 
I got a rock a

nd roll life, 
 
 
I got a rock a

nd roll girlfr

iend, 
 
 
And another ex

-wife 
 
 
I got a rock a

nd roll house,

 
 
 
I got a rock a

nd roll car, 
 
 
I play the shi

t out of the d

rums, 
 
 
And I can play

 the guitar 
 
 
I got a kid in

 New York, 
 
 
I got a kid in

 the Bay, 
 
 
I haven't dran

k or smoked no

thin', 
 
    
In over 22 day

s, 
 
             
So get off of 

     
my case, 
 
            
Get off of my 

 
case, 
 
          .
Off of my case

.. 
 
 
(v - We're 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 c
Nobody ever sa
Go-carts and g
In the summer 

ome and it's going nowhere, 
id that life was fair now, 
uns are treasures they will bear, 
heat 
 
  
 
             
The world is s

             
pinning around

                       
 and around, 
 
              
Out of control

    
 again, 
 
  
 
             
From the 7-11 

             
to the fear of

            
 breaking down

          
, 
 
             
So send my lov

            
e a letterbomb

        
, 
 
            
To visit me in

      
 hell, 
 
             
We're the ones

        
 going 
 
  
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

           
ome again 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

           
ome again 
 
 
I started fuck

in' running, 
 
              
As soon as my 

             
feet touch gro

und, 
 
 
We're back in 

the barrio, 
 
             
But to you and

              
 me, that's Ji

              
ngletown. That

               
's 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

           
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

           
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

          
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

           
ome again, 
 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

                           
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

                           
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

                           
ome again, 
 
 
Home. 
 
              
We're coming h

                   
ome again, 
 
 
Nobody likes y

ou, 
Everyone left you, 
They're all out without you, 
Havin' fun