St jimmy — Green Day

Second guitar is palm muting the open А string. A5 D5 A5 x4 D5 E5 D5

Verse

A5 D5 E5 A5

Chorus

Interlude

A5 D5 A5 D5 E5

A5 E5 C5 D#5

Bridge

A5 D5 G5 D5 A5

Behind the first repitition of the bridge is a second guitar playing this:

End: A5 A5 D5 E5 E5 A5

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a sillohette He's insubordinate Coming at you on account of one, two One two three four!

A5 D5 E5 A5 }

Verse

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

Chorus

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

A5 D5 E5 A5 }

Verse

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

Chorus

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

You talkin' to me?

I'll give you something to cry about.

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ST. JIMMY!

Bridge

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun I am the one that's from the way outside А teenage assassin executing some fun And the cult of the life of crime

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

Ending: It's com-e-dy and tra-ge-dy It's St. Jim-my And that's my nameeeeeee.... ...and don't wear it out!