[Intro]
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1,2 1,2,3,4
[Verse 1]
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty thieves, and I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
[Chorus]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
England
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1,2 1,2,3,4
[Verse 1]
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty thieves, and I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
[Chorus]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
England
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
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