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![]() St. Timmy, Alternative Lyrics to St. Jimmy (Green Day) Thanks to Ben for writing this for me. St. Timmy comin' down I think he's really gay Up on the boulevard like he thinks he knows the way To get to the city Really is a pity When he realises he's really lost now 5,9,2,8 My name is Timmy and you better not shout it out To all the old people they think that you're a lout King of all the rebels Didn't mean to represent That you're the big retard of the establishment I'm the biggest queer of the denial With a crappy face and no taste for suicidal Pills and random items in a little bag to sell I am a son in a ditch and that is where I dwell Race to the city in the hail of light But little Timmy's hand is a really shitty sight I'm the biggest queer of the denial With a crappy face and no taste for suicidal You talking to me? I'll give you something to laugh about St. Timmy!! My name is Saint Timmy I'm the son of my mum I'm the one that's retarded like you all now A teenager teacher makes the sewing so fun And the love of the psycho crowd now I really hate to eat it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shove it down young lad Welcome to the club of healthy meals And the resident streaker of the football game It's comedy and smells of wee It's St. Timmy He's wet his pants And don't spread it round Area 51 was Established on August 18th 2001 © Copyright H. Bedford. All Rights Reserved. |