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 turkeys getting stale, tonight Im eating crow.
Fermented salmonella poison oak no
Theres a drought at the fountain of youth, and now Im dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Troubled times, you know i can not lie.
Im off the wagon and Im hitchin a ride.
Theres a drought at the fountain of youth, and now Im dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, I say Shit!
[ Hitchin A Ride Lyrics ]