Текст песни St. Jimmy - Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, 3/19/05 - Green Day
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Lights of a silhouette, he's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of one, two
(One, two, three, four)
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your mama talked about
King of the forty thieves, and I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Tokyo
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allan Poe
Raised in the city under a halo of lights
The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Are you talking to me?
St. Jimmy
Hey, let's go
My name is St. Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside (St. Jimmy)
A teenage assassin executing some fun
In the cult of the life of crime (St. Jimmy)
I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down, ol' boy (St. Jimmy)
Welcome to the club, give me some blood
I'm the resident, everybody
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy, and that's my name
And don't you fuckin' wear it out
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