St. Jimmy

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St. Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway
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Upon the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
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Light of a sillohette
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He's insubordinate
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Coming at you on the count of 1,2,3,4!!!

A D E A (2X)

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My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
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Suicide commando that your momma talked about
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King of the forty theives
            E            A
And I'm here to represent
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The needle in the vein of the estabushment

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I'm the patron saint of the denial
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With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

A D E A (2X)

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Cigarettes and ramen in a little bag of dope
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I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe
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Raised in the city under a halo of lights.
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The product of war and fear that we've been victimized.

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I'm the patron saint of the denial
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With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Are you talkin' to me?

I'll give you something to cry about.

ST. JIMMY!

A D E A (3X)

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My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
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I am the one that's from the way outside
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A teenage assasin executing so fun
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In the cult of the life of crime
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I really hate to say it but I told you so
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So shut your mouth before I shoot you down oh boy
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Welcome to the club and give me some blood
                E             A
And the resident leader of the lost and found
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It's comedy and tragedy
A             D
It's St. Jimmy
          E   A
And that's my naaaaaame...
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and don't wear it out!