Green Day Tight Wad Hill

Tekst piosenki

Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks for speedballs
One more night

[Chorus]
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn, tight wad hill

Drugstore hooligan
Another white trash mannequin
On display to rot up on the hill
Living out a lie
But having the time of his life
Hating every minute of his existence

[Chorus] x2