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

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

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

In the crowd of pain st. Jimmy comes any shame
He says, "we're fucked up" and we're not the
And mom and dad are the you can blame

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

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

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

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

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

This life like dream for me

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

I got a rock and band
I got a and roll life
I got a rock and girlfriend
And ex-wife
I got a rock and house
I got a and roll car
I the shit out the drums
And I can the guitar
I got a kid in New
I got a kid in the bay
I drank or smoked a thing
In over twenty two
So get off my case, get off my case, off my case!

Here come marching down the street
Like a desperation of a heart beat
Coming back from the edge of
Underneath their
The time has come and it's going
ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures will bear
In the summer
The world is spinning and around
Out of control
The 7-11 to the of breaking down
So send my a letter bomb
And visit me in
We're the going

We're home again

We're home again

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

We're coming home

We're home again

We're coming home

We're coming again

We're home again

We're coming home

We're coming home

We're coming home

likes you
Everyone you
They're all out without you fun