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

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

In the streets of
Where you've lost your in the rain
There's no signs of
The 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
the hell's your name
What's your and what is your pain?
Do you too much?
Do you what you need is a crutch

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

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

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

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

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

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

life like dream ain't for me

I fell watching spike TV
ten cups of coffee
And still not here
of a song
But something went
And you can't tell
'Cause no one's
Left me here
When I should have home
After ten of coffee
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 you havin' fun
you go

I got a rock and roll
I got a rock and roll
I got a rock and girlfriend
And another
I got a rock and roll
I got a and roll car
I plat the out the drums
And I can the guitar
I got a kid in New
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't or smoked a thing
In twenty two days
So get off my case, get off my case, off my case!

Here they come down the street
a desperation murmur of a heart beat
Coming back from the of town
their feet
The time has come and it's nowhere
ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures will bear
In the heat
The world is around and around
Out of control
The 7-11 to the fear of 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 soon as my feet touched
We're back in the
And to you and me, that's jingle town

We're coming home

We're home again

We're coming home

We're home again

We're coming home

We're coming again

We're coming home

We're coming again

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