St. Jimmy
Green Day · American Idiot [2004]
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!
My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
And I'm here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe
Raised in the city under a halo of lights
The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
I'll give you something to cry about.
ST. JIMMY!
My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I'm the one that's from the way outside
I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun
In the cult of the life of crime.
I really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
And the resident leader at the lost and found
It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my nameeeeeee...and don't wear it out!
St. Jimmy
Released on Green Day's 2004 album American Idiot, "St. Jimmy" stands as a defining track of the punk revival era. The song features the band's signature blend of melodic hooks and aggressive energy, delivered through Billie Joe Armstrong's distinctive vocals. It serves as a narrative centerpiece within the album's broader exploration of political disillusionment and media manipulation. The recording captures the raw intensity of the mid-2000s alternative rock scene, utilizing a driving rhythm section that propels the song forward with relentless momentum. As a staple of Green Day's discography, the track exemplifies their ability to fuse pop sensibilities with punk roots, creating a sound that resonated globally and cemented their status as a major cultural force during that period.