St. Jimmy (Explicit)
Green Day"St. Jimmy (Explicit)" is a song by Green Day, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:49 long and contains 33 lines and 235 words.
Lyrics
0:03St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
0:07Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
0:10Light of a silhouette
0:12He's insubordinate
0:14Coming at you on the count of one two
0:16One two three four
0:24My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
0:28Suicide commando that your mama talked about
0:31King of the forty thieves and I'm here to represent
0:34That needle in the vein of the establishment
0:37I'm the patron saint of the denial
0:41With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
0:52Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
0:55I am the son of a ***** your Edgar Allan Poe
0:59Raised in the city under a halo of lights
1:02Product of war and fear that we've been victimized
1:05I'm the patron saint of the denial
1:08With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
1:18Are you talkin't to me
1:39St. Jimmy
2:04My name is St. Jimmy son of a gun
2:07I am the one that's from the way outside
2:11A teenage assassin executing some fun
2:14In the cult of the life of crime
2:18I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
2:21So shut your mouth before I shoot you down ol' boy
2:25Welcome to the club and give me some blood
2:28I'm the resident leader of everybody
2:32It's comedy
2:35And tragedy
2:39It's St. Jimmy
2:42And that's my name
2:49And don't you wear it out
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 one two One two three four My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out Suicide commando that your mama talked about King of the forty thieves and I'm here to represent That needle in the vein of the establishment I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope I am the son of a ***** your Edgar Allan Poe Raised in the city under a halo of lights Product of war and fear that we've been victimized I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal Are you talkin't to me St. Jimmy My name is St. Jimmy son of a gun I am the one that's from the way outside A teenage assassin executing some fun In the cult of the life of crime I'd really hate to say it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shoot you down ol' boy Welcome to the club and give me some blood I'm the resident leader of everybody It's comedy And tragedy It's St. Jimmy And that's my name And don't you wear it out
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