Interpret:

Green Day

Album:

Bullet in A Bible

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 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 tongue is swelling up, as 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