Green Day - Hitchin' a Ride



Hey mister, where you headed?

Are you in a hurry?

I need a lift to happy hour

Say oh no

Do you break for distilled spirits?

I need a break as well

The well that inebriated the guilt

1, 2...1, 2, 3, 4

Cold turkeys getting stale

Tonight I'm eating a crow

Fermented salmonella poison oak

no

There's a drought at the fountain of youth

And now I'm dehydrating

My tounge is swelling up as say

1, 2...1, 2, 3, 4

Trouble times

You know I cannot lie

I'm off the wagon

And I'm hitchin' a ride

There's a drought at the fountain of youth

And now I'm dehydrating

My tounge is swelling up

I say

SHIT!

Trouble times

You know I cannot lie

I'm off the wagon

And I'm hitchin' a ride