Lirama

I. The Death of St. Jimmy
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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 you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no sign of hope
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city of lust

What the hells your name,
What's your pleasure and what is your pain?
Do you dream too much?
Do you think what you need is a crutch?

In the crowd of pain, St. Jimmy comes without any shame
He says "We're fucked up"
But we're 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 in my own private suicide

II. East 12th Street
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And nobody cares,
And nobody cares,
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
And nobody cares,
And nobody cares,
Does anyone care if nobody cares?

Jesus is filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th Street
He's not listening to a word now
He's in his own world
And he's daydreaming

He'd rather be doing something else now
Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly
His life's on the line with anxiety now
And she had enough
And he's 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 don't want to stay,
Get me outta here right now,
I just want to be free,
Is there a possibility?
Get me out of here right now,
This life like dream isn't for me

III. Nobody Likes You
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I fell asleep while watching Spike TV,
After 10 cups of coffee,
And you're still not here,
Dreaming of a song,
When something went wrong,
But I can't tell anyone,
'Cuz no-one's here

Left me here alone
When I should have stayed home
After 10 cups of coffee
I'm thinking
Where'd you go?

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun
Everyone left you
Nobody likes you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun
Where'd you go?

IV. Rock And Roll Girlfriend
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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 of the drums
And I can play the guitar

I got a kid in New York
I got a kid in the Bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin'
In over 22 days
So get off of my case

V. We're Coming Home Again
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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's 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
We're the ones going

Home.
We're coming home again
(2x)

I started fuckin' running
Just as soon as my feet touch ground
We're back in the barrio
But to you and me, that's Jingletown

Home.
We're coming home again
(8x)

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun