St. Jimmy Lyrics - The Ultimate American Idiot - Green Day

St. Jimmy is coming down across the alleyway 

Up on the boulevard, like a zip gun on parade 

Lights 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 momma talked about 

King of the forty thieves, I'm here to represent 

That needle in the vein of the establishment 

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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 bitch and Edgar Allen Poe 

Raised in the city in 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 talking to me? 

I'll give you something to cry about 

St. Jimmy 

My name is St. Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun 

I'm the one that's from the way outside (St. Jimmy) 

I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun 

In the cult of the life of crime (St. Jimmy) 

I really hate to say it but I told you so 

So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy (St. Jimmy) 

Welcome to the club and give me some blood 

I'm the resident leader at the lost and found (St. Jimmy) 

It's comedy and tragedy 

It's St. Jimmy and that's my name 

And don't wear it out