Are We We Are/St. Jimmy Opera (Demo)

Lyrics

[Part I: Are We We Are] [Verse 1] Starry nights, city lights comin' down over me Skyscrapers, stargazers in my head Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown This dirty town is burnin' down in my dreams Lost and found, city-bound in my dreams, and screaming [Chorus] Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting, and screaming Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting [Verse 2] Forget-me-nots, second thoughts live in isolation Heads or tails, fairytales in my mind Arе we, we are, arе we, we are the waiting unknown The rage and love, story of my life The Jesus of Suburbia is a lie, and screaming [Chorus] Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown Are we, we are, are we, we are the waiting unknown [Part II: St. Jimmy Opera] [Verse 1] St. Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway Upon the boulevard like a stray dog on parade Light of a silhouette, he's insubordinate Coming at you on the count of one, two— (One, two, three, four) [Verse 2] My name is Jimmy and you'd better not wear it out Suicide commando that your mama 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 [Verse 3] Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope I am the son of a bitch of Edgar Allen Poe Raised in the city in the halo of lights The product of war and fear that we've all glamorized [Chorus] I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal [Bridge] Are you talking to me? Can it wait? St. Jimmy [Bridge] My name is St. Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun I'm the one that's from the way outside now (St. Jimmy) A teenage assassin executing some fun In the cult of the life of crime now (St. Jimmy) I really hate to say it, but I told you so So shut your trap before I shoot you down, old boy (St. Jimmy) Welcome to the club and give me some blood I'm the resident leader of the lost and found (St. Jimmy) [Outro] It's comedy and tragedy It's St. Jimmy, and that's my name And don't wear it out