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 brake for distilled spirits? I need a break as well The well that inebriates the guilt 1,2,1,2,3,4 Cold turkey's getting stale Tonight I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth And I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up I say 1,2,1,2,3,4 Troubled 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 tongue is swelling up I say Shit! Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride [*8]