Homecoming chords by Green Day

Tuning: Standard EBGDAE

Difficulty: Novice

(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