Hitchin’ A Ride

Lyrics
[Kazoo Intro] [Verse 1] Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry? Need a lift to happy hour Say, "oh no" (oh no) Do you brake for distilled spirits? I need a break as well The well that inebriates the guilt One, two, one, two, three, four (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) [Verse 2] Cold turkey's getting stale Tonight I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella, poison oak no (oh no) There's a drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up I say one, two, one, two, three, four (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) (My tongue, my tongue-ngue is swelling) [Refrain] Troubled times and you know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride [Bridge] There's a drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up, I say... Shit! [Guitar and Drum Solo] [Refrain] Troubled times and you know I cannot lie I'm hitchin' a ride [Outro] (Don't know where to go) (Don't know where to go) (Don't know where to go) (Don't know where to go) I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride (Don't know where to go) (Don't know where to go) (Don't know where to) (Got a one, two, three, four, one, two) (Wow, not as good as the original) (They basically ruined Green Day)
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Credits
- Writers
- Billie Joe Armstrong
- Tré Cool
- Mike Dirnt