Allright   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 dont work for you nomore   Wowowow convenience store   I dont work for you nomore   No more selling sigarettes or mopping up the floor   Flip the sign close and im straight out the door   You know i lived in a closet   And i lived in a van   I been the guy in the living room sleeping over there   Lived on foodstamps and bottle returns   Dragged so damn much that my ass got burned   But im comming up, You know im comming 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 fourties with the money from last nights show   Just sitting on the backboards staring out the screen window   Wowow mister destitution   I get so sick im hanging out with you yeah   Wowow mister destitution   I get so sick im hanging out with you yeah   No more nickel clipping off our finger discount   No more bottle in the back pocket as im walking out   Wowowow convenience store **fade out starts**   I dont work for you nomore   Wowowow convenience store   I dont work for you nomore   Wowowow convenience store