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 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 drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up As 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 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 Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride ・・・