Green Day - Favorite Son lyrics
Green Day [East Bay, California. USA.]
[Green Day - Favorite Son lyrics]
He hit the ground running
At the speed of light
His star is brightly shining
Like a neon light
It's your favorite son
It's your favorite son
A fixture on the talk shows
To the silver screen from here to Colorado
He's a sex machine!
He's your favorite son
He's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty, but it's sad
But isn't it a drag?
A clean-cut all-American
Really ain't so clean his royal auditorium
Is a murder scene!
It's your favorite son
It's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty, but it's sad
But isn't it a drag?
Well, no one says it's fair
Turning teenage lust to a millionaire
Now where's your fucking champion?
On a panty raid he's not the all-American
That you thought you paid
He's your favorite son
He's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag?
At the speed of light
His star is brightly shining
Like a neon light
It's your favorite son
It's your favorite son
A fixture on the talk shows
To the silver screen from here to Colorado
He's a sex machine!
He's your favorite son
He's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty, but it's sad
But isn't it a drag?
A clean-cut all-American
Really ain't so clean his royal auditorium
Is a murder scene!
It's your favorite son
It's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty, but it's sad
But isn't it a drag?
Well, no one says it's fair
Turning teenage lust to a millionaire
Now where's your fucking champion?
On a panty raid he's not the all-American
That you thought you paid
He's your favorite son
He's your favorite son
But isn't it a drag?