Lyrics

Hitchin' A Ride-Green Day

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

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cold turkey's 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 tongue 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 tongue is swelling up
I say shit