Green Day - Favorite Son 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 talk shows,
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 ****in' 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?

Track Listing
7" Vinyl 1
  • 1 21 Guns
  • 2 Favorite Son


  • Credits
    publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
    writers: Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank E., Iii Wright, Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Michael Pritchard, Mike Dirnt, Mike Ryan Pritchard, Tre Cool
    album: Track 2 in album 21 Guns
    release date: 2009-7-13
    popularity : 50 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock
    styles: Alternative Rock/Indie Rock
    length: 2:06
    lyricist: Billie Joe Armstrong
    composer: Green Day
    Album Information
    label: Reprise Records
    country(area): Europe
    format: 7" Vinyl
    barcode: 054391987617
    script: Latin