Homecoming: The Death of St. Jimmy/East 12th St./Nobody Likes You/Rock

My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
You taught me how to live

In the streets of shame
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no signs of hope
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The st. Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city of lust
What the hell's your name
What's your pleasure and what is your pain?
Do you dream too much?
Do you think what you need is a crutch

In the crowd of pain st. Jimmy comes without any shame
He says, "we're fucked up" and we're not the same
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame

Jimmy died today
He blew his brains into the bay
In this state of mind, it's my own private suicide

Well, nobody cares
Well, nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Well, nobody cares
Well, nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?

Jesus is filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th st
He's not listening to a word now
He's in his own world
And he's daydreaming
He'd rather be doing something else now
Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly
His life is on the line of anxiety now
She had enough and he had plenty

Somebody get me out of there
Anybody get me out of there
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of there

So far away
I don't wanna stay
Get me out of here right now
I just want to be free
Is there a possibility
Get me out of here right now

This life like dream ain't for me

I fell asleep watching spike TV
After ten cups of coffee
And you're still not here
Dreaming of a song
But something went wrong
And you can't tell anyone
'Cause no one's there
Left me here alone
When I should have stayed home
After ten cups of coffee
I'm thinking where'd you go
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you havin' fun
Everyone left you
Nobody's like you
They're all out without you havin' fun
Where'd you go

I got a rock and roll band
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house
I got a rock and roll car
I plat the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't drank or smoked a thing
In over twenty two days
So get off my case, get off my case, off my case!

Here they come marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat
Coming back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come and it's going nowhere
Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
In the summer heat
The world is spinning around and around
Out of control again
The 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letter bomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going

Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again

I started fuckin' running
As soon as my feet touched ground
We're back in the barrio
And to you and me, that's jingle town that's

Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you havin' fun