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...