Various Artists - Favorite Son - Green Day lyrics

He hit the ground running At the speed of light And the stars are brightly shinning Like a neon light It's your favorite son, it's your favorite son A Fiction of the talkshows To the silverscreen From here to Colorado He's a s** machine it's your favorite son, it's your favortie son But isn't it a drag, isn't it a drag, isn't it a drag, it's pretty but it's sad, well isn't it a drag A clinkhawl american Really ain't so clean he's a loyal victorian it's a murder scene it's your favorite son, it's your favortie son well isn't it a drag, isn't is a drag, isn't it a drag, it's pretty but it's sad, well isn't it a drag ah, ah, ah, ah well no one says it's fair, to taanage us, to a millionaire so wheres ur f**in champion on a penny rate he not the american that u thought u paid. it's your favorite son, it's your favortie son