Hey mister where you haded?
Are you in 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
As say One two, on two three four

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