Hitchin' a Ride
Album: Nimrod
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 can not 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,
S**T!!
Good Riddance(Time of your Life)
Album: Nimrod
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
I hope you had the time of your life.
King For A Day
Album: Nimrod
Started at the age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking through her bedroom door
to find something in a size 4
(CHORUS)
Sugar and apice and everything nice
wasn't made for only girls.
GI Joe in pantyhose is making room
for the one and only
King for a day,
princess by dawn.
King for a day
in a leather thong.
King for a day,
princess by dawn<.
Just wait 'till all the guys get a load of me.
My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in drag queen.
Don't knock it until you tried it.
(Repeat Chorus)
Walking Alone
Album:Nimrod
Come together like a foot in a shoe,
only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth.
Thinking out loud and acting in vain
Knocking over anyone that stands in my way.
Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut,
or only say hello.
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.
Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground,
yet there's really no one left, that's hanging around.
Isn't that another familiar face?
Too drunk to figure out they're fading away.
