Chord gitar Green Day - Homecoming - version 1

(i - The Death of St Jimmy)
A E D A

A E D A
A E D A

My heart is beating from me

A E D A

I am standing all alone

A D A

Please call me only

A E D A

If you are coming home

E A

Waste another year flies by

E A

Wait a night or two

D A D A E

You taught me how to live
A D E A D A D E

A D E A D A D E
A D E

In the streets of shame,

A D A D E

Where you've lost your dreams in the rain,

A D E

There's no sign of hope,

D A E

The stems and seeds of the last of the dope,

A D E

There's a glow of light,

A D A D E

The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night,

A D E

Bearing gifts and trust,

D A E

The fixture in the city of lust
F#m E A

What the hells your name,

F#m E A

What's your pleasure and what's your pain?

F#m E A

Do you dream too much?

D A E

Do you think what you need is a crutch?
A D E A D A D E
A D E A D A D E

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

A

He says "We're fucked up",

D E

But we're not the same,

D E

And mom and dad are the ones you can blame

F#m E A

Jimmy died today

F#m E A

He blew his brains out into the bay,

F#m E A D E

In the state of mind in my own private suicide
(ii - East 12th Street)
A D A G A

A D A G A

A D A G A

A D A G A
D A G A

Well nobody cares,

D A G A

And nobody cares,

D A G A D A G A

Does anyone care if nobody cares?

D A G A

Well nobody cares,

D A D A

And nobody cares,

D A G A D A G A

Does anyone care if nobody cares?
D G D

Jesus is filling out paperwork now,

G D A D

At the facility on east 12th Street,

D G D

He's not listening to a word now,

G D

He's in his own world,

A D

And he's daydreaming

G D

He'd rather be doing something else now,

D G A D

Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly,

G D

His life's on the line with anxiety now,

D G

And she had enough,

A D

And he's had plenty

D G D A D
D G D A D

Somebody get me out of here,

D G D A D
D G D A D

Anybody get me out of here,

D G D A D
D G D A D

Somebody get me out of here,

D G D A D
D G D A D

Get me the fuck right out of here
C

So far away,

A

I don't want to stay,

C A

Get me outta here right now,

C

I just want to be free,

A

Is there a possibility?

C A

Get me out of here right now,
C A

Out!

C A

Out!

C A

Out!

C A

Out!
Alright!

D C G A
D G A D

This life like dream ain?t for me
(iii - Nobody Likes You)
D A G A

I fell asleep while watching Spike TV,

D A

After 10 cups of coffee,

G A

And you're still not here,

D A

Dreaming of a song,

G A

When something went wrong,

D A

And you can't tell anyone,

G A

'Cos no one's here
Bm A

Left me here alone,

G D

When I should have stayed home,

Bm A

After 10 cups of coffee,

D

I'm thinking,
D A

Nobody likes you,

G A

Everyone left you,

D A

They're all out without you,

G A

Havin' fun,
D A

Everyone left you,

G A

Nobody likes you,

D A

They're all out without you,

G A

Havin' fun,
D

Where'd you go?
(iv - Rock and Roll Girlfriend)
D E
A

I got a rock and roll band,

D

I got a rock and roll life,

A

I got a rock and roll girlfriend,

E

And another ex-wife
A

I got a rock and roll house,

D

I got a rock and roll car,

A

I play the shit out of the drums,

E

And I can play the guitar
A

I got a kid in New York,

D

I got a kid in the Bay,

A

I haven't drank or smoked nothin',

E

In over 22 days,
G A

So get off of my case,

G A

Get off of my case,

G A D ...

Off of my case
(v - We're Coming Home Again)
... Bm G-A

D Bm G-A

D Bm G-A

D Bm G-A
Here they come marching down the street,

Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat,

Coming back from the edge of town,

Underneath their feet
G A
The time has come and it's going nowhere,

Nobody ever said that life was fair now,

Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear,

In the summer heat
D A
G A G

The world is spinning around and around,

A

Out of control again,
D A
G A Bm E

From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down,

D G A

So send my love a letterbomb,

D G A

To visit me in hell,

G A G A

We're the ones going
D A
D

Home.

A

We're coming home again

D

Home.

A

We're coming home again
G

I started fuckin' running,

D

As soon as my feet touch ground,

G

We're back in the barrio,

A G A

But to you and me, that's Jingletown. That's

D

Home.
A

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A G

We're coming home again,
D

Home.

A G

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A G

We're coming home again,

D

Home.

A G

We're coming home again,
D

Nobody likes you,

Everyone left you,

They're all out without you,

Havin' fun