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