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Green Day
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Favorite Son
Lyricist:Billie Joe Armstrong, Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright
He hit the ground running at the speed of light The star was brightly shining like a neon light It's your favorite son, it's your favorite son
A fixture on the talkshows to the silver screen From here to Colorado, he's a sex machine It's your favorite son, it's your favorite son
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's your favorite son, it's your favorite son
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 fuckin' champion? On a bed you laid, he's not the All-American that you thought you paid It's your favorite son, it's your favorite son But isn't it a drag?
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