Lyrics:

Hey Mister, Where You Headed
are You In A Hurry
i Need A Lift To Happy Hour
i 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 I'm Dehydrating
my Tongue Is Swelling Up, I Said
one, Two, One, 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 I'm Dehydrated
my Tongue Is Swelling Up
i Said... 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, 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 Birthday Boys, Hey!