Are We the Waiting / St. Jimmy

Starry nights, city of lights coming down over me

Skyscrapers, stargazers in my head

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting unknown

This dirty town is burning down in my dreams

Lost and found, the city bound in my dreams

And screaming

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting

And screaming

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting

Forget me nots, second thoughts live in isolation

Heads or tales, fairytales in my mind

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting unknown

The rage and love, the story of my life

The Jesus of Suburbia is a lie

And screaming

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting

And screaming

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting unknown

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting

And screaming

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting unknown

Are we, we are, are we, we are

The waiting unknown

St. Jimmy's 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 and I'm here to represent

The needle in the vein of the establishment

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 Allan Poe

Raised in the city, under 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 talkin' 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 am the one that's from the way outside (St. Jimmy)

A teenage assassin executing some fun

And 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

And the resident leader of 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