HOME Green day I. Death St. Jimmy ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ My heart beating from me, I am all alone, Please call me only if you are home, Waste another year flies Waste a or two, taught me how to live In the streets of Where you've lost your in the rain, There's signs of hope, stems and seeds of the last of the dope, There's a glow of The St. Jimmy is the in the night, Bearing gifts and The in the city of lust, "What hells your name, What's your pleasure and what your pain? Do you dream much? Do you think you need is a crutch?" In the crowd of pain, Jimmy comes without any shame, says "We're fucked up", But we're not the And mom and dad are ones you can blame Jimmy died today He blew his brains into the bay, In the state of is my own private suicide II. East Street ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Well nobody cares, Well nobody cares, Does anyone care nobody cares? Well nobody cares, Well nobody cares, Does anyone care if cares? Jesus filling out now, At the facility on east 12th He's not listening to a word He's in own world, And he's daydreaming He'd rather be doing something else Like and coffee with the underbelly, life's on the line with anxiety now, she had enough, he had plenty Somebody get me of here, Anybody me out of here, Somebody get me out of me the fuck right out of here So far away, I don't to stay, Get outta here right now, I just want be free, Is a possibility? Get me out of right now, This life dream ain't for me III. Nobody You ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ I fell asleep while watching Spike After cups of coffee, And still not here, of a song, But something went And you can't tell no one's here me here alone, And should've stayed home, After 10 cups of I'm thinking, Where'd you go? Nobody likes you, Everyone left you,(Where'd go) They're all without you, Havin' you go) Everyone left you, Nobody you,(Where'd you go) They're all out without fun,(Where'd you go) (go, go ,go) IV. Rock And Roll Girlfriend(written and sung Tre Cool) ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Billie Joe: Geez.....hahh... ----- I got rock and roll band, I got a and roll life, got a rock and roll girlfriend, And another ex-wife I got a and roll house, got a rock and roll car, I play the out the drums, And can play the guitar got a kid in New York, I got a kid the Bay, haven't drank or smoked nothin', In over days, So get off of case off my case off of my V. We're Home Again ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Here they come down the street, Like a murmur of a heart beat, back from the edge of town, Underneath their feet The time has come it's going nowhere, ever said that life was fair now, Go-carts and guns are treasures they will In the heat world is spinning round and round, Out of again, the 7-11 to fear of breaking down, send my love a letterbomb, And me in hell, the ones going Home. We're coming home Home. We're coming home I fuckin' running, as soon my feet touch ground, We're back the burrial, And to and me, that's Jingletown Home. We're home again, Home. coming home again, Home. coming home again, Home. coming home again, Home. We're home again, Home. We're coming again, Home. We're home again, Home. coming home again, Home. coming home again, Home. coming home again, Nobody likes you, Everyone left you, They're all without you, Havin' fun