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Sorry it isn't very good...it was my first one...
Intro: A E D A (repeat)
[Part 1: The death of St. Jimmy]
AMy hEeart is beaDting from me A
AI Eam standing all aDloneA
APlease caEll meD onlAy
Aif Eyou are coDming homeA
EWaste another year flAies by
EWaste a night or two A
DYou taught me hAow to live E
A D E A D A D E (repeat)
AIn the streets of shDameE
AWhere you'Dve lost Ayour dreams iDn the rainA E
AThere's no signs of hopDe E
AThe stems and seeds of the last of the dDope E
AThere's a glow of ligDht E
AThe St. Jimmy is the spark in Dthe night E
ABearing gifts and DtrustE
AThe fixture in the city Dof lust E
AWhat the hellD's yourA name'
AWhat's your pleasDure and whats yourE pain' A
ADo you dreDam to mucAh'
ADo you think what you need is a Dcrutch' E
A D E A D A E
AIn the crowd of paDin.E
ASt. Jimmy comes without Dany shame E
AHe says "we're fucked up" But we'Dre not the same E
AAnd mom and dad are the ones you can Dblame E
AJimmy dieDd todAay
AHe blew his braiDns out into the bEay A
AIn the stDate of EminAd
Ait's my own privDate suicidEe
[Part 2: East 12th St.]
A D A A D A A D A
AWell nDobody careAs
AWell nDobody careAs
ADoes anDyone care Aif nobodyD cares' A
[x2]
DJesus filling out papeGrwork now D
DAt the facility on eastA 12th sDt.
DHe's not listening to aG word Dnow
GHe's in his owDn world
AAnd he's dayDdreaming
DHe'd rather be doing somethinGg else now, D
DLike cigarGettes and Dcoffee with the underAbellyD,
DHis life's on the line with anxiety nGow, D
DAnd she had enougAh,
DAnd he had plentGy
D(xG2)D A D
Somebody get me out of here
D(xG2)D A D
Anybody get me out of here
D(xG2)D A D
Somebody get me out of here
D(xG2)D A D
Get me the f*** right out of here
CSo far away A
CI don't want to stay A
CGet me out of here right now A
CI just wanna be free A
CIs there a possibility' A
CGet me out of here right now A
C A C A C A C A A D A
D D D D 0 G D
This life like dream ain't for me
[Part 3: Nobody likes you!]
D
DI fellA asleep while watcDhing spike TV A
AAfter 1D0 cups of coffAee
AAnd you're still Dnot here
DDreaming of a song A
ABut sDomething went wrong
DBut I can't tell anyone
D'Cause no one's here
DLeft me here aloneA
DAnd I should have stayed home
DAfter 10 cups of coffee I'm thinAking D
(where'd you go')
DNobody likes you, everyonDe left you
(where'd you go')
DThey're all out without you havin' fun
(where'd you go')
DEveryone left you, nobody likes you
(where'd you go')
DThey're all out without you havin' fun
(where'd you go..go..go..go..)
DGeeze..E.Ha..
[Part 4: Rock and roll girlfriend]
[written and sung by Tre Cool]
AI got a rock and roll band
DI got a rock and roll life
AI got a rock and roll girlfriend
EAnd another ex-wife
AI got a rock and roll house
DI got a rock and roll car
AI play the shit out the drums
EAnd I can play the guitar
AI got a kid in New York
DI got a kid in the bay
AI haven't drank or smoked nothin'
EIn over 22 days
DSo get off my case A
DOff of my casAe
AOff of my casDe!
[Part 5: We're coming home again]
D E G A D D E G A D
D E G A D D E G A
DHere they come marching down the streAet G D
DLike a desperation murmur Aof a heart beat G D
DComing back from the edge of towAn G D
EUnderneath their feet A
DThe time has come and its going nAowhGere D
DNobody ever said that life was fAair now G D
DGo-carts and guns treasures theyA will bear G D
EIn the summer heat A
GThe world is spinAning
AAround and arounGd
GOut of coAntrol again
GFrom the 7-11 toA the fear of Ebreaking down
ASo sDend my love a letterbAomb
AAnd vDisit me in hellA
DWe're thAe onEes goinAg
D A
DHome
DWe're coming home agAain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
GI started fuckin' running
DAs soon as my feet touched the ground
GWe're back in the Barrio
GBut to yoAu and me, that's jingle toDwn that'As
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DHome
DWe're coming home aAgain
DNobody likes you
DEveryone left you
DThey're all out without you havin' fun