(Damian Marley)
Now greetings to the world…

(Verse 1)
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,
Tryna scratch my way up to the top.

(Hook)
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.

(Chorus)
I’ll take one shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.
One shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.

(Verse 2)
Me and my guitar tonight,
Singing to the city lights,
Tryna live on more than what I got.
Cause ‘68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent,
So I’ll be out here til they call the cops.

(Hook)
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.

(Chorus)
I’ll take one shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.
One shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.

(Damian Marley)
Here comes Junior Gong, I’m flying high like Superman
And thinking 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 woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to .. (?)
All the talk them who a them talk ... (?)
'Nuff ghetto youth cannot escape the drop


(Chorus)
Give me this one shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.
One shot for my pain,
One drag for my sorrow.
Get mashed up today,
I’ll be ok tomorrow.

Send "Liquor Store Blues" Ringtone to your Cell

blog comments powered by Disqus