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(i - The Death of St Jimmy)
A E D C# A
A E D C# A
A E D C# A
My heart is beating from me
A E D C# A
I am standing all alone
A E D C# A
Please call me only
A E D C# A
If you are coming home
E A
Waste another year flies by
E A
Wait a night or two
D A D A E
You taught me how to live
A D E A D A D E
A D E A D A D E
A D E
In the streets of shame,
A D A D E
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain,
A D E
There's no sign of hope,
D A E
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope,
A D E
There's a glow of light,
A D A D E
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night,
A D E
Bearing gifts and trust,
D A E
The fixture in the city of lust
F#m E A
What the hells your name,
F#m E A
What's your pleasure and what's your pain?
F#m E A
Do you dream too much?
D A E
Do you think what you need is a crutch?
A D E A D A D E
A D E A D A D E
In the crowd of pain, St. Jimmy comes without any shame,
A
He says "We're fucked up",
D E
But we're not the same,
D E
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
F#m E A
Jimmy died today
F#m E A
He blew his brains out into the bay,
F#m E A D E
In the state of mind in my own private suicide
(ii - East 12th Street)
A D A G A
A D A G A
A D A G A
A D A G A
D A G A
Well nobody cares,
D A G A
And nobody cares,
D A G A D A G A
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
D A G A
Well nobody cares,
D A D A
And nobody cares,
D A G A D A G A
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
D G D
Jesus is filling out paperwork now,
G D A D
At the facility on east 12th Street,
D G D
He's not listening to a word now,
G D
He's in his own world,
A D
And he's daydreaming
G D
He'd rather be doing something else now,
D G A D
Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly,
G D
His life's on the line with anxiety now,
D G
And she had enough,
A D
And he's had plenty
D G D A D
D G D A D
Somebody get me out of here,
D G D A D
D G D A D
Anybody get me out of here,
D G D A D
D G D A D
Somebody get me out of here,
D G D A D
D G D A D
Get me the fuck right out of here
C
So far away,
A
I don't want to stay,
C A
Get me outta here right now,
C
I just want to be free,
A
Is there a possibility?
C A
Get me out of here right now,
C A
Out!
C A
Out!
C A
Out!
C A
Out!
Alright!
D C G A
D G A D
This life like dream ain?t for me
(iii - Nobody Likes You)
D A G A
I fell asleep while watching Spike TV,
D A
After 10 cups of coffee,
G A
And you're still not here,
D A
Dreaming of a song,
G A
When something went wrong,
D A
And you can't tell anyone,
G A
'Cos no one's here
Bm A
Left me here alone,
G D
When I should have stayed home,
Bm A
After 10 cups of coffee,
D
I'm thinking,
D A
Nobody likes you,
G A
Everyone left you,
D A
They're all out without you,
G A
Havin' fun,
D A
Everyone left you,
G A
Nobody likes you,
D A
They're all out without you,
G A
Havin' fun,
D
Where'd you go?
(iv - Rock and Roll Girlfriend)
D E
A
I got a rock and roll band,
D
I got a rock and roll life,
A
I got a rock and roll girlfriend,
E
And another ex-wife
A
I got a rock and roll house,
D
I got a rock and roll car,
A
I play the shit out of the drums,
E
And I can play the guitar
A
I got a kid in New York,
D
I got a kid in the Bay,
A
I haven't drank or smoked nothin',
E
In over 22 days,
G A
So get off of my case,
G A
Get off of my case,
G A D ...
Off of my case
(v - We're Coming Home Again)
... Bm G A D Bm G A
D Bm G A D Bm G A
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
G A
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
D A
G A G
The world is spinning around and around,
A
Out of control again,
D A
G A Bm E
From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down,
D G A
So send my love a letterbomb,
D G A
To visit me in hell,
G A G A
We're the ones going
D A
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again
G
I started fuckin' running,
D
As soon as my feet touch ground,
G
We're back in the barrio,
A G A
But to you and me, that's Jingletown. That's
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A G
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A G
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A G
We're coming home again,
D
Home.
A G
We're coming home again,
D
Nobody likes you,
Everyone left you,
They're all out without you,
Havin' fun
