Artist: Green Day
Album: Nimrod/International Superhits

Hitchin' A Ride

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
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Cold turkey’s getting stale
Tonight I’m eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison
Oh no

There’s a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I’m dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up
I say 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Trouble 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 I’m dehydrated
My tongue’s swelled up
I said shit

Trouble times
You know I can not lie
I’m off the wagon and
I’m hitchin’ a ride

Hitchin’ a ride
Don’t know where I’m going