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C, GSt. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway C, GUp on the boulevard like a zip code on parade C, GLife on the sillohette C, GHe's insubordinate C, GComing at you Con account of wonderD, C 1 2 3 4 G, C, D, G, G, C, D, G GMy name is JimmyC and you betterD not wear it outG GSuicide gone mentalC that your mommaD talked aboutG King of the forty theives Didn't mean to represent That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patronC saint of the denialG With an angelC face and a taste for suicidalD G, C, D, G, G, C, D, G Cigarettes and rum in hand a little bag to sell I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe Race to the city in the hail of light But ain't it worth it that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal G, C, G, C, D, G, C, G, C, D You talkin' to me? I'll give you something to cry about. St. Jimmy G, D, B, Es, G, D, B, Es G, C, F, C, G
My nameG is St. Jimmy I'm a sonC of a gun I am the Fone that's runawayC out of town nowG A teenage assasin makes the killing so fun And the cult of the lipo crowd now
I really hate to say it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy Welcome to the club and give me some blood And the resident leader at the lost and found It's comedy and tragedy It's St. Jimmy And that's my name ...and don't wear it out!