Green Day — Hitchin’ a Ride

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Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry?
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

One, two, one, two, three, four!
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 dehydrated

My tongue is swelling 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 swelling up, I say… 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
(Don’t know where to go) Hitchin’ a ride, say birthday boys, hey!