Hitchin' a Ride (Live)

Come on

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
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 tongue is swelling up
I say, "one (two, one, two, three, four)"

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride

Alright, England
Now you sound like you're fucking ready

This is what I need
This is what it's gonna take
This is what it's gonna take
I need every single person here in Milton Keynes
To freak out

Whoooa-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
But first
I need everyone here in Milton Keynes to scream
"One, two, one, two, three, four"
Are you ready?

(One, two, one, two, three, four)
(One, two, one, two, three, four)
(One, two, one, two, three, four)
(One, two, one, two, three, four)
(One)

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)"
Shit

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride

(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) C'mon! Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
(Don't know where I'm going) Hitchin' a ride
Say one day, one day



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Mike Dirnt
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