Lyrics Little Jimmy - Jelly Roll

Little Jimmy has a look around him
He's always chasin' the moon
Every light inside the house is on
He's in the darkest part of that room

But we don't know what he does when he is alone
'Cause when the sun goes down and the moon comes out
That boy's bargainin' souls

Don't nobody know what all Jimmy is seein'
In the night air and he's feelin' the breeze
Standin' right there just to sit a little teen in a nightmare
But he thinks he's livin' a dream
Middle of a mirror cause the people blue collar
Mama worked hard just to get a few dollars
Whiskey in a bottle, save it for tomorrow
Gotta get it goin' baby, gotta get it goin'

Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun
So Mama called the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun
His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun
Now you can hear him start to scream
Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa)
Blame it on rock and roll (whoa, whoa)
It must be video games (whoa, whoa)
This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa)
This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa)

Little Jimmy keeps fillin' with anger
But nobody notices the danger
Always said to watch the quiet ones and
The ones that's the tamest
You can feel the anguish
You can tell he's changin'
And he feels like he's just one shot away from bein' famous

Little Jimmy has a problem
Stole the revolver from his stepfather and
Some bills from his mama
Jake Zanex is how he deals with the drama
Next thing you know he's willin' to kill for a dollar
All of a sudden now Little Jimmy has a gun
Jimmy's in a predicament that isn't any fun
Really needs help but there isn't any one
Next thing you know Little Jimmy is out livin' on the mime

Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun
So mama call the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun
His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun
Now you can hear him start to scream
Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa)
Blame it on the rock and roll (whoa, whoa)
It must be video games (whoa, whoa)
This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa)
This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun
So mama call the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun
His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun
Now you can hear him start to scream
Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa)
Blame it on the rock and roll (whoa, whoa)
It must be video games (whoa, whoa)
This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa)
This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa)