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 HOME  Green day
 
 I. Death of St. 
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 My heart  beating from me,
  am standing all alone,
 Please call  only if you are coming home,
 Waste another year flies 
 Waste  night or two,
 You taught me how to 
 
 In  streets of shame,
 Where you've  your dreams in the rain,
 There's no signs of 
 The  and seeds of the last of the dope,
 There's  glow of light,
 The St. Jimmy is the  in the night,
 Bearing gifts  trust,
 The fixture in the city of 
 
 "What the hells your 
 What's your  and what is your pain?
 Do you dream too 
 Do you think what you need  a crutch?"
 
 In the crowd of pain, St. Jimmy comes without any 
 He says "We're fucked 
  we're not the same,
 And mom and dad are the ones you  blame
 
 Jimmy died today
 
 He blew his brains out  the bay,
 In the state of mind  my own private suicide
 
 
  East 12th Street
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 Well nobody cares,
 Well nobody cares,
  anyone care if nobody cares?
 Well nobody cares,
 Well nobody cares,
 Does anyone care if  cares?
 
 Jesus filling  paperwork now,
 At the facility on  12th Street,
 He's not listening to a  now,
 He's in his own 
 And he's daydreaming
 
 He'd rather  doing something else now,
 Like cigarettes and coffee with  underbelly,
  life's on the line with anxiety now,
  she had enough,
 And  had plenty
 
 Somebody get  out of here,
 Anybody get me  of here,
 Somebody get me out of 
 Get me the fuck right  of here
 
 So far away,
 I don't  to stay,
  me outta here right now,
 I just want to  free,
 Is  a possibility?
  me out of here right now,
 This life like dream ain't for 
 
 
 III. Nobody  You
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 I fell asleep while  Spike TV,
  10 cups of coffee,
 And you're still not 
  of a song,
 But something  wrong,
 And you can't  anyone,
  no one's here
 
 Left me  alone,
 And I should've stayed 
 After 10 cups of 
 I'm thinking,
 Where'd you go?
 
 Nobody likes you,
 Everyone left  You go)
 They're all out without 
 Havin'  you go)
 Everyone left you,
 Nobody likes you,(Where'd  go)
 They're  out without you,
 Havin'  you go)
 (go, go ,go)
 
 IV. Rock And Roll Girlfriend(written and  by Tre Cool)
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 Billie Joe: Geez.....hahh...
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 I got a rock and roll 
 I got a  and roll life,
 I  a rock and roll girlfriend,
 And another ex-wife
 
 I got a rock and  house,
 I got a rock and roll 
 I  the shit out the drums,
 And I can  the guitar
 
 I got a kid in  York,
  got a kid in the Bay,
 I haven't  or smoked nothin',
  over 22 days,
 So get  of my case
 off of my 
 off of  case
 
 V.  Coming Home Again
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 Here they come marching down the 
 Like a  murmur of a heart beat,
 Coming back from the edge  town,
 Underneath their feet
 
 The time has come  it's going nowhere,
 Nobody ever said that life was  now,
 Go-carts and guns are treasures they will 
 In  summer heat
 
 The world is spinning round  round,
 Out of  again,
 the 7-11 to the fear  breaking down,
 So send my  a letterbomb,
 And visit  in hell,
  the ones going
 
 Home.
 We're coming  again
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 
 I  fuckin' running,
 as  as my feet touch ground,
 We're back  the burrial,
  to you and me, that's Jingletown
 
 Home.
 We're coming  again,
 Home.
 We're  home again,
 Home.
  coming home again,
 Home.
 We're  home again,
 Home.
 We're  home again,
 Home.
  coming home again,
 Home.
 We're coming home 
 Home.
  coming home again,
 Home.
 We're  home again,
 Home.
  coming home again,
 
 Nobody likes you,
 Everyone left you,
 They're all out  you,
 Havin' fun