[Ft. Damian Marley]

Standing at this liquor store
Whiskey coming through my pores
Feeling like I run this whole block, block
Lotto tickets and cheap beer
That's why you can catch me here
Try'na scratch my way up to the top

'Cause 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

I'll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow

I'll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow

Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try'na leave 'em more than what I got
'Cause sixty-eight cent
Ain't gonna pay the rent
So I'll be out here 'till they call the cops

'Cause 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

I'll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow

One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow

Give me this
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow

One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I'll be okay tomorrow