Homecoming
Green Day (Backing Track) Lyrics

My heart is beating from me
I feel like my heart is about to be ripped out of my chest

I am standing all alone
I'm by myself, with no one to talk to or help me

Please call me only if you are coming home
Only call if you're coming back to be with me

Waste another year flies by
Another year goes by without any real progress or fulfillment

Waste a night or two
Spend meaningless nights with no direction or purpose

You taught me how to live
You gave me the tools and knowledge to make the most of my life

In the streets of shame
The part of the town where the poor and desperate live

Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
A place where people have lost hope and their goals

There's no signs of hope
It seems impossible to escape the despair of the streets

The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's only a small amount of drugs left, and it's not enough to forget the suffering

There's a glow of light
Despite everything, there is still hope and a spark of light

The st. Jimmy is the spark in the night
St. Jimmy is the rebellious figure who provides a glimmer of hope for those in the streets

Bearing gifts and trust
Sharing valuable things and trustworthy acts

The fixture in the city of lust
The solid and consistent presence in a city filled with temptation

What the hell's your name
I don't know who you are or what you want from me

What's your pleasure and what is your pain?
What do you enjoy doing and what are the things that hurt you?

Do you dream too much?
Do you have unrealistic expectations and hopes in life?

Do you think what you need is a crutch?
Are you dependent on something to help you get through life?

In the crowd of pain st. Jimmy comes without any shame
St. Jimmy shows up boldly even in the midst of suffering

He says, "we're fucked up" and we're not the same
St. Jimmy acknowledges the painful reality and that we're different from those who do not suffer

And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
We blame our parents for our pain and problems

Jimmy died today
St. Jimmy has passed away

He blew his brains into the bay
He committed suicide by shooting himself in the head and throwing his body into the ocean

In this state of mind, it's my own private suicide
In this mental state, I feel like I am killing myself slowly

Well, nobody cares
No one cares about what I'm going through

Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Is there even a point to anything if no one cares about it?

Jesus is filling out paperwork now
Jesus is doing mundane tasks that humans have to do

At the facility on east 12th st
At a specific place in town called East 12th St.

He's not listening to a word now
Jesus is not paying attention to anything anyone is saying

He's in his own world
Jesus is in his own thoughts and is not interested in being social

And he's daydreaming
He's lost in his own fantasy

He'd rather be doing something else now
He wishes he could be doing something more exciting or fulfilling

Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly
Being with the dark and shady side of society seems more appealing to him

His life is on the line of anxiety now
He's at a tipping point where he's constantly anxious and overwhelmed

She had enough and he had plenty
She's had enough and he still has a lot left, referring to their different emotional states

Somebody get me out of there
Please take me away from this place

Anybody get me out of there
Anyone who can, please help me leave

Get me the fuck right out of there
Get me out of here quickly and without delay

So far away
The distance between me and where I want to be is great

I don't wanna stay
I am not satisfied with where I currently am

Get me out of here right now
I want to leave and escape my current situation

I just want to be free
I desire to have the freedom to do what I want and go where I please

Is there a possibility
Is there a chance for me to find that freedom?

I fell asleep watching spike TV
I fell asleep watching an action-packed TV channel

After ten cups of coffee
After a lot of caffeine to keep me awake

And you're still not here
And I am still alone, waiting for someone who never comes

Dreaming of a song
I have a song playing in my head, a happy dream that's not real

But something went wrong
Something interrupted my dream and reality set in

And you can't tell anyone
I can't share my struggles with anyone because no one cares or wants to listen

'Cause no one's there
No one is with me and I feel completely alone

Left me here alone
I've been deserted and left behind without anyone to support me

When I should have stayed home
I should have stayed where I was instead of leaving and experiencing this pain

They're all out without you havin' fun
Everyone else is enjoying themselves without me

Nobody likes you
No one finds you pleasant or enjoyable to be around

Everyone left you
Everyone abandoned you or moved on without you

They're all out without you havin' fun
Others are having fun while you miss out

I got a rock and roll band
I am part of a music group that plays rock and roll

I got a rock and roll life
I live a lifestyle that is akin to rock and roll culture

I got a rock and roll girlfriend
I have a girlfriend who is into rock and roll culture

And another ex-wife
I have been married before but am no longer

I got a rock and roll house
I live in a house that is reflective of the rock and roll lifestyle

I got a rock and roll car
I drive a car that is reflective of the rock and roll lifestyle

I plat the shit out the drums
I am very skilled at playing the drums

And I can play the guitar
I am also skilled at playing the guitar

I got a kid in New York
I have a child who lives in New York

I got a kid in the bay
I have a child who lives in the bay area

I haven't drank or smoked a thing
I haven't had any alcohol or smoked anything in 22 days

In over twenty two days
It has been exactly 22 days since I've had any substances

So get off my case, get off my case, off my case!
Stop harassing me about my lifestyle and habits

Here they come marching down the street
A group of people are approaching in a way that seems forceful or aggressive

Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat
They sound like they are desperate to convey a message

Coming back from the edge of town
They are returning from a faraway place

Underneath their feet
They are walking on something that could be significant or symbolic

The time has come and it's going nowhere
It's time for something to happen, but it seems like it won't lead to anything productive

Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Life is not always equal or just

Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
They value things that are neither practical nor wise

In the summer heat
The temperature outside is hot and uncomfortable

The world is spinning around and around
Everything seems to be a chaotic spiral

Out of control again
Things are beyond human control

The 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
They resort to cheap comforts like convenience store food to cope with the anxiety of the unknown

So send my love a letter bomb
I want to send a message to someone I love that has a destructive edge to it

And visit me in hell
Join me in a place of torment and suffering

We're the ones going
We are the ones who are headed towards that dark place

Home
My place of comfort and belonging

We're coming home again
We are returning to where we belong

I started fuckin' running
I immediately started running as soon as I could

As soon as my feet touched ground
The moment I arrived back in my hometown, I ran away again

We're back in the barrio
We are back in our old neighborhood

And to you and me, that's jingle town that's
This place is our home and we feel comfortable here

Nobody likes you
No one enjoys being around you

Everyone left you
Everyone has abandoned or excluded you

They're all out without you havin' fun
They are having a good time without you and you're missing out

Home
The place where I feel safe and comfortable

We're coming home again
We are returning to what feels like our true home

Home
A place where we belong and are accepted

We're coming home again
We are coming back to what feels like our true home

Home
A place of belonging and comfort

We're coming home again
We are coming back to our home

Home
A place where we are meant to be

We're coming home again
We are returning to where we belong

Nobody likes you
No one thinks highly of you or wants to be around you

Everyone left you
People have deserted you or moved on without you

They're all out without you havin' fun
Others are having a good time without you and you're missing out