Текст песни Green Day Hitchin A Ride

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 I’m eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak no.

There’s a 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 can not 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!