St. Jimmy - Live at Milton Keynes National Bowl, Milton Keynes, England, 6/18/05

[Intro]
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade
Light of a silhouette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on the count of 1,2 1,2,3,4

[Verse 1]
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

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

[Verse 2]
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
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

[Ad Libs]
Are you talking to me?
Alright!
St. Jimmy

Eh, lets go

[Middle Eight]
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside, old boy
I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In the cult of the life of crime
I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down, ol' boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
I'm the resident leader of the lost-
Everybody
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my name
And don't you fucking wear it out