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Green Day Tight Wad Hill Lyrics

Last updated: 08/18/2006 11:00:00 AM

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 emptyhanded

Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last stop 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 emptyhanded

Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last stop at dawn... tight wad hill

Making your rounds once again
Turning up emptyhanded

Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last stop at dawn... tight wad hill




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