Tightwad Hill Lyrics - Green Day



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Cheapskate on the hill
a thrillseeker 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... Tightwad Hill

Drugstore hooligan, another white trash mannequin
on display to rot above the hill.
Living out a lie but having the time of his life.
Hating every minute of his existance.

Making your rounds once again.
Turning up empty handed.
Bumming a ride, burning daylight.
Last up at dawn... Tightwad Hill (x2)






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