Green Day - Favorite Son (Non-Album Track)

Favorite Son
Green Day
02:06
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Song lyrics

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

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?