| My heart is beating from me
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| I am standing all alone
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| Please call me only
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| If you are coming home
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| Waste another year flies by
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| Waste a night or two
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| You taught me how to live
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| In the streets of shame
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| Where you’ve lost your dreams in the rain
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| There’s no signs of hope
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| The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
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| There’s a glow of light
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| The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
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| Bearing gifts and trust
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| A fixture in the city of lust
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| What the hell’s your name? |
| (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| What’s your pleasure and what is your pain? |
| (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Do you dream too much? |
| (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Do you think what you need is a crutch?
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| In the crowd of pain
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| St. Jimmy comes without any shame
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| He says, «We're fucked up, but we’re not the same
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| And Mom and Dad are the ones you can blame»
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| Jimmy died today (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| He blew his brains out into the bay (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| In the state of mind (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| It’s my own private suicide
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| Well nobody cares, well nobody cares
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| Does anyone care if nobody cares?
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| Well nobody cares, well nobody cares
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| Does anyone care if nobody cares?
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| Jesus filling out paperwork now
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| At the facility on East 12th Street
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| He’s not listening to a word now
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| He’s in his own world, and he’s daydreaming
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| He’d rather be doing something else now
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| Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly
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| His life’s on the line with anxiety now
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| She had enough, and he had plenty
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| Somebody get me out of here
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| Anybody get me out of here
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| Somebody get me out of here
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| Get me the fuck right out of here
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| (Ah-ah) So far away, I don’t wanna stay (La-la-la)
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| (Ah-ah) Get me out of here right now (La-la-la)
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| (Ah-ah) I just wanna be free, is there a possibility? |
| (La-la-la)
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| (Ah-ah) Get me out of here right now
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| (Out, out, out, out) Right!
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| This life-like dream ain’t for me!
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| I fell asleep while watching Spike TV
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| After ten cups of coffee and you’re still not here
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| Dreaming of a song, but something went wrong
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| And you can’t tell anyone, 'cause no one’s here
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| Left me here alone
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| And I shoulda stayed home
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| After ten cups of coffee I’m thinking…
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| (Where'd you go?) Nobody likes you, everyone left you
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| (Where'd you go?) They’re all out without you, havin' fun
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| (Where'd you go?) Everyone left you, nobody likes you
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| (Where'd you go?) They’re all out without you, havin' fun
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| (Where'd you go, go, go, go?)
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| Jeez! |
| *sigh*
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| I got a rock and roll band, I got a rock and roll life
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| I got a rock and roll girlfriend and another ex-wife
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| I got a rock and roll house, I got a rock and roll car
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| I play the shit out the drums, and I can play the guitar
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| I got a kid in New York, I got a kid in the Bay
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| I haven’t drank or smoked nothin' in over twenty-two days
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| (Don't want to be an American idiot!)
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| So get off my case, off of my case, off of my case!
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| Hey!
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| Here they come, marching down the street (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Coming back from the edge of town
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| Underneath their feet
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| Their time has come, and it’s goin' nowhere (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Nobody ever said that life was fair, now (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bare
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| In the summer heat
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| The world is spinning 'round and 'round out of control again
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| The 7−11 to the fear of breaking down
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| So send my love a letterbomb, and visit me in Hell
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| We’re the ones going…
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| (Ooh) I started fuckin' running as soon as my
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| (Ooh) Feet touched ground
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| (Ooh) We’re back in the barrio
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| (Ooh) And to you and me, that’s Jingle Town
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| That’s home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| Home, we’re coming home again
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| (You! Fuck off! Just go! I don’t care! I don’t! I don’t know! I smashed my
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| phone! |
| Just go! |
| I don’t care! |
| I don’t! |
| I don’t know! |
| I smashed my phone!)
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| Nobody likes you, everyone left you
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| They’re all out without you havin' fun |