Hitchin` A Ride — текст песни (Greenday)

Hey Mister where ya 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
One, two, one, two, three, four
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 now I`m dehydrating
My tounge is swelling up
I say one, two, one, two, three, four
Trouble 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 tounge is swelling up
I say
Shy
Touble times
You know I cannot lie
I`m off the wagon and I`m hitchin a ride
Don`t know where I`m goin
Hitchin a ride