Текст песни Convenience Store

Alright
I used to work in a convenience store
Either 11 to the 7 or the 6 to the 4
Spend the night drinking gin and selling bon on the fee
Watch the cops coming in I get the freak off here
Suck off all the nitrous from the whipcream can
Smoking weed in the parking lot with the puertoricans
I was working to keep my car on the road
While they kept an eye on me through the security window
Stole a lot of shit but I never got caught
Got canned for showing up late a lot
Wowowow convenience store
I don't work for you no more
Wowowow convenience store
I don't work for you no more
No more selling cigarettes or mopping up the floor
Flip the sign close and I'm straight out the door
You know I lived in a closet
And I lived in a van
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Lived on foodstamps and bottle returns
Dragged so damn much that my ass got burned
But I'm coming up, You know I'm coming up
Man you know you're bound to fail if you try to set me up
Used to play rock in a one off town
Get so damn trashed that I'd fall on the ground
Buying forties with the money from last nights show
Just sitting on the backboards staring out the screen window
Wowow mister destitution
I get so sick I'm hanging out with you yeah
Wowow mister destitution
I get so sick I'm hanging out with you yeah
No more nickel clipping off our finger discount
No more bottle in the back pocket as I'm walking out
Wowowow convenience store
I don't work for you no more
Wowowow convenience store
I don't work for you no more
Wowowow convenience store