Liquor Store Blues

Standing at this liquor store,

Whisky coming through my pores, Feeling like I run this whole block.

Lotto tickets, cheap beer, that s why you can catch me here,

Trying to scratch my way up to the top


Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain t got a thing to lose.

Take me to a place where I don t care, this is me and my liquor store blues.

Refrão:

I ll take one shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow.

One shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow.


Me and my guitar tonight, singing to the city lights

Trying to live with more than what I got


Cause 68 Cents just, ain t gonna pay the rent so

I ll be out here til they call the cops


Because my job got me going nowhere, so I ain t got a thing to lose.

Take me to a place where I don t care, this is me and my liquor store blues.

Refrão:

I ll take one shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow.

One shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow.


Here comes Junior Gong, I m flying high like superman

And thinkin that I run the whole block, I don t know if it s just because

Pineapple kush between my jaws, Has got me feeling like I m on top, Feeling like


I wouldn t stand up to the cops, And stand up to the big guys, because, all of them are saps


All the talk them a talk and them fly make no drop


Enough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap

Refrão:

I ll take one shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow.

One shot for my pain,

One drag for my sorrow.

Get messed up today,

I ll be ok tomorrow