[Intro: Billie Joe Armstrong & Tre Cool]
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Lights on the silhouette, he's insubordinate
Comin' at you on the count of one, two
One, two, three, four!
[Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong]
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: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
[Verse 2: Billie Joe Armstrong]
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a [_____] and Edgar Allan Poe
Raised in the city in the halo of lights
Product of war and fear that we've been victimized
[Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt]
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
Lights on the silhouette, he's insubordinate
Comin' at you on the count of one, two
One, two, three, four!
[Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong]
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: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
[Verse 2: Billie Joe Armstrong]
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a [_____] and Edgar Allan Poe
Raised in the city in the halo of lights
Product of war and fear that we've been victimized
[Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt]
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
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