More songs by Green Day
Description
Guitar: Billie Joe Armstrong
Producer: Billie Joe Armstrong
Lead Vocals: Billie Joe Armstrong
Assistant Engineer: Brian "Dr. Vibb" Vibberts
Additional Engineer: Chris Dugan
Mixing Engineer: Chris Lord-Alge
Assistant Engineer: Dmitar "Dim-E" Krnjaic
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Dmitar "Dim-e" Kmjaic
Engineer: Doug McKean
Unknown: Doug McKean
Assistant Engineer: Greg "Stimie" Burns
Saxophone: Jason Freese
Assistant Engineer: Jimmy Hoyson
Assistant Engineer: Joe Brown
Assistant Engineer: Joe Browne
Bass Guitar: Mike Dirnt
Producer: Mike Dirnt
Background Vocals: Mike Dirnt
Additional Engineer: Reto Peter
Piano: Rob Cavallo
Producer: Rob Cavallo
Mastering Engineer: Ted Jensen
Drums: Tré Cool
Producer: Tré Cool
Background Vocals: Tré Cool
Writer: Billie Joe Armstrong
Writer: Mike Dirnt
Writer: Tré Cool
Lyrics and translation
Original
My heart is beating from me.
I am standing all alone.
Please call me only if you are coming home.
Waste another year flies by, waste a night or two.
You taught me how to live.
In the streets of shame, where you lost your dreams in the rain.
There's no signs of hope, just empty seats and the last of the dope.
There's a glow of light. The Saint Jimmy is a spark in the night.
Bearing gifts and drugs, a picture in the city of lust.
What the hell's your name? What's your plan to end your pain?
Do you dream too much?
Damn thing, what you need is a crutch.
In the crowd of pain, Saint Jimmy comes without any shame. He says, "We're both took, but we're not the same.
But mom and dad are the ones you can blame.
" Jimmy died today. He threw his brains out into the bay.
In this state of mind, it's my own private suicide.
Well, nobody cares. Well, nobody cares.
Does anyone care if nobody cares? Well, nobody cares. Well, nobody cares.
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
He's just filling out paperwork now at the facility on East Twelfth Street. He's not listening to a word now.
He's in his own world, and he's daydreaming.
We'd rather be doing something else now. Like cigarettes and coffee with a hundred belly.
His wife's on the line with anxiety now.
She had enough, and he had plenty.
Somebody get me out of here!
Hey, somebody get me out of here.
Somebody get me out of here. Get me the fuck right out of here.
So far away, I don't wanna stay. Get me out of here right now.
Just wanna be free. Is there a possibility? Get me out of here right now.
Right!
It's like life, James, ain't it?
I fall asleep while watching fake TV.
After ten cups of coffee, and you're still not here.
Dreaming of a sun, but something's wrong.
And you can't tell anyone 'cause no one's here.
Left me here alone, and I should have stayed home.
After ten cups of coffee, I'm thinking. . . Where'd you go?
Nobody likes you, everyone loves you. Where'd you go?
We're all up without you, having fun. Where'd you go?
Everyone loves you, nobody likes you. Where'd you go?
We're all up without you, having fun. Where'd you go?
Go, go, go.
Jeez!
I got a rock 'n' roll band. I got a rock 'n' roll life.
I got a rock 'n' roll girlfriend and another ex-wife.
I got a rock 'n' roll house. I got a rock 'n' roll car.
I play the shit out the drums, and I can play the guitar.
I got a kid in New York.
I got a kid in the Bay.
I never drink or smoke nothing at all. . . .
Hey!
Here they come marching down the street, like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat.
Coming back from the edge of town, underneath their feet.
Their time has come and it's gone nowhere.
Nobody here has had their life spared now. Go-carts and guns and treasures they will bear in the summer heat.
The world is spinning 'round and 'round out of control again.
The 7-Eleven to the fever breaking out.
To save my liver, let her come and visit me in hell, where the world is going.
Home, we're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again.
I started fucking running as soon as my feet touched ground.
We're back in the barrio and to you and me, that shingle town, that's home.
We're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again. Home, we're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again.
Home, we're coming home again. Oh, fuck you, piss off!
We're coming home again.
Nobody likes you, everyone left you.
They're all out without you, having fun.