Lyrics Green Day – Tight Wad Hill

Green Day – Tight Wad Hill words

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

 
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

 
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride burning daylight
Last up at dawn tight wad hill

 
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride burning daylight
Last up at dawn tight wad hill

 

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