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’ve lost your dreams in the rain

There’s no sign of hope

The stems and seeds of the last of the dope

There’s a glow of light

The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night

Bearing gifts and trust

The fixture in the city lust

What the hell’s your name

Whats your pleasure and whats your pain?

Do you dream to much?

Do you think what you need is a crutch

In the crowd of pain. St. Jimmy comes without any shame

He says “we’re fucked up”

But we’re not the same

And mom and dad are the ones you can blame

Jimmy died today

He blew his brains out into the bay

In the state of mind it’s my own private suicide