Lotto tickets and cheap beer. That's why you can catch me here, tryna 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.

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, 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.

Here we go, come with me. There's a world out there that we should see.

Take my hand, close your eyes With you right here, I'm a rocketeer! Let's fly...

My fragile heart's been done so wrong. I wondered if I'd ever heal again.

You and I know what its like to be kicked down. Forced to fight but tonight were alright. So hold up your light. Let it shine...