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Green Day The Saints Are Coming

your descent Boom Cha Hey! The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize there's no reply The saints are coming The saints are coming

your descent Boom Cha Hey! The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize there's no reply The saints are coming The saints are coming

descent Boom Cha Hey! The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize there's no reply The saints are coming The saints are coming

remain since your descent, Your descent. The saints are coming, the saints are coming. I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I feel that soul, bet I go Bet I bench these niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this game Bet I know my role Plus they know when I come

blame The sacred hearts picture compassion in his eyes Drowned out the river of sighs The grass grow green on the brewery tonight Never come between

Ward Laffitte on guard Seventh Ward hard head niggas out that Saint Bernard. Ninth Ward Press Park, Desire, and Florida. New Orleans So bout it every day

{the fuck} I just said? B K the home of Biggie and Jay Where niggaz got Will Smith ships, get jiggy all day Bitches that boost in the city all day Heckle

of despair Who are all o' dem zombies Dat he fuckin' wit down dere? Are dey crazy? Are dey sainted? Are dey stage-kraff someone painted? It have