text: Come on
  Hey mister, where you headed?
  Are you in a hurry?
  Need a lift to happy hour
  Say, oh no
  Do you brake for distilled spirits?
  I need a break as well
  The well that inebriates the guilt
  One, two, one, two, three, four
  Cold turkeys getting stale
  Tonight Im eating crow
  Fermented salmonella, poison oak no
  Theres a drought at the fountain of youth
  And now Im dehydrating
  My tongue is swelling up
  I say one, two, one, two, three, four
  Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
  Im off the wagon and Im hitchin a ride
  Alright England
  I say hey oh
  I say hey hey
  I say hey oh
  I say hey hey
  Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
  Now thats how you do it in England baby
  I said a one, a two, a one, two, three four
  Alright
  I said ah
  I said oh
  I said uh
  I said woo
  I say woo
  I say hey oh
  I say ah
  Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
  Somebody fuck me
  Are you ready?
  And stop
  Now you sound like youre fucking ready
  This is what I need
  This is what its gonna take
  This is what its gonna take
  I need every single person here in Milton Keynes
  To freak out
  Woah
  But first
  I need everybody here in Milton Keynes to scream
  1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
  Are you ready?
  Theres a drought at the fountain of youth
  And now Im dehydrating
  My tongue is swelling up, I say...
  1, 2, 3, 4
  Shit
  Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
  Im off the wagon and Im hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
  Come on!
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
   Hitchin a ride
  Say birthday boys, hey!