Green Day - Hitchin’ a Ride lyrics

Green Day [East Bay, California. USA.]

[Green Day - Hitchin’ a Ride lyrics]

Hey, mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
Need a lift to happy hour? Say, "Oh, no"
Do you brake for distilled spirit's?
I need a break as well
The well that inebriates the guilt
One, two, one, two, three, four

Cold turkey's gettin' stale
Tonight, I'm eatin' crow
Fermented salmonella, poison oak, no
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And I'm dehydrated
My tongue is swellin' up, I say
"One, two, one, two, three, four"

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 I'm dehydrated


My tongue is swellin' up, I said "Shit"

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride

(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where to go) Hitchin' a ride
(Say birthday boys, hey)

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