Green Day : Favorite Son

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 ?

[Break]

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 ?