I got a kid in New York
And I can play the guitar
I plat the shit out the drums
I got a rock and roll car
I got a rock and roll house
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll band
Geez...ha...

*written and sung by Tre'
Part IV Rock and roll girlfriend

Where'd you go?
Havin' fun
They're all out without you
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
Where'd you go?
Havin' fun
They're all out without you
Everyone left you
Nobody likes you
I'm thinking were'd you go
After 10 cups of coffee
And I should've stayed home
Left me here alone
'Cause noone's here
And you can't tell anyone
But something went wrong
Dreaming of a song
And your still not here
After 10 cups of coffee
I fell asleep while watching Spike TV

Part III: Nobody likes you!

This lifelike dream ain't for me
Get me out of here right now
Is there a possibility
Just wanna be free
Get me out of here right now
I don't want to stay
So far away

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

And he had plenty
And she had enough
His life's on the line with anxiety now
Like cigarettes and coffee with the under belly
He'd rather be doing something else now
And he's daydreaming
He's in his own world
He's not listened to a word now
At the facility on East 12th st.
Jesus filling out paperwork now
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Well nobody cares
Well nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Well nobody cares
Well nobody cares

Part II: East 12th ST.


Is my own private suicide
In the state of mind
He blew out his brains into the bay
Jimmy died today

And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
But we're not the same
He says “we're fucked up”
St. Jimmy comes without any shame
In the crowd of pain.
Do you think what you need is a crutch
Do you dream too much?
What's your pleasure what is your pain?
What the hell's your name?
A fixture in the city of lust
Bearing gifts and trust
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
There's a glow of light
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's no sign of hope
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
In the streets of shame
You taught me how to live
Waste a night or two
Waste another year flies by
Please call me only if you are coming come
I am standing all alone
My heart is beating from me

Part I: The Death of St. Jimmy
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin'
In over 22 days
So get off my case
Off of my case
Off of my case

Part V: We're coming home again

Here they come marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat
Coming back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come and it's going nowhere
Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
In the summer heat
The world is spinning
Round and round
Out of control again
From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letterbomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going

Home
We're coming home again

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

That's home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
(NO FUCKING CONTROL I NEED IT I KNOW...)
Home
We're coming home again

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out with out you
Havin' fun...