St Jimmy

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                    St. Jimmy - Bowling For Soup
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Tabbed by: Fabio BlenderBR
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Bowling for Soup cover of the Green Day song St. Jimmy
for the album "Kerrang! Does Green Day's American Idiot"

Intro:
A    D A

A                                          D A
St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
A                                         D A
Upon the boulevard like a zipgun on parade
A                      D A
Lights of a silhouette
A                  D A
He's insubordinate
              E               D    A
Coming at you on the count of one, two, three, four!


Intro:
A D E A      2x


Verse:
A          D             E          A
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
A          D                 E            A
Just like a murder that your mother talked about
A           D               E            A
King of the 40 thieves and I'm here to represent
A          D             E          A
The needle in the vein of the establishment


Chorus:
D                           A
I'm the patron saint of the denial
D                          E
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal


Intro:
A D E A      2x


Verse 2:
A          D               E             A
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
A          D                E          A
I am the son of a bitch of Edgar Allen Poe
A              D          E        A
Raised in the city in the halo of lights
A          D                 E          A
product of war and fear that we've been victimized


Chorus:
D                           A
I'm the patron saint of the denial
D                         E
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal


Bridge:
A   D A D E

A   D A D E
            Are you talkin to me?
A   D A D E

A   D A D E
            I'll give you somethin to cry about

A E C D#      4x

A D E A
A D E

A D G D A

Verse 3:
A                          D
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
        G            D           A
I'm the one that's from the way outside, now
A                  D
A teenage assassin executing some fun
       G            D         A
in the cult of the life of crime, now

A                               D
I'd really hate to say it but I told you so
        G                   D          A
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy
A                       D
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
        G          D            A
I'm the resident leader of the lost and found

     A   D
It's comedy
    E    A
And tragedy
     A   D
It's St. Jimmy
    E     A
And that's my name
                        A
And don't wear it out