Billy Joel Armstrong - Favorite Son lyrics

He hit the ground running At the speed of light His star was brightly shining Like a neon light It's your favorite son[2x] A fixture on the talk-shows To the silver screen From here to Colorado He's a s** machine It's your favorite son [2x] But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? It's pretty bloody sad But isn't it a drag? A clean-cut All-American Really ain't so clean His royal auditorium Is a murder scene It's your favorite son [2x] Oh, isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? It's pretty bloody sad But isn't it a drag? Well no one says it's fair Turn a teenage lush To a millionaire Now where's your f**ing champion? On a panty raid He's not the All-American That you thought you paid It's your favorite son[10x]