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. 121234. 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 say 121234. 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. Hitchin' a ride [*8]