Lyrics - Hitchin' a Ride by 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 aswell
The well that inebriates the guilt1,2,1,2,3,4
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 dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up
I 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 a 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 [*8]

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