Hitching a Ride Songtext
von 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 guilt
1, 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]