Jimmy and I shared a bad soy chai At the Columbian coffee stand Jimmy imitated the barista – he sounded Nothing like the man I said 'Jimmy, don't embarrass me. I don't want a display Everybody's staring, see, I'm just not in The mood today. He said What you don't know is that I Have a soul full of guns. And he does I said 'Jimmy, I'm tired and kind of blue And there's the bus I'm catching He says 'Uh-uh that's just not true We're going to karaoke, you can listen To me sing La da da da da da You can join in What you don't know is that I have a soul Full of guns. Oh Jimmy, whoops Jimmy whoops Jimmy Sometimes you get that faraway look I wonder where you go You seem to float above us all, but you Suffer pain I know I have a soul full of guns