I've been washing myself down in your backwaters

I've been filling up my lungs in your city streets

I've seen the up-side and the down of your servant's quarters

I've been grinding down my hands in your empty fields

So spare me some extra before you go

There's a man who cashes cheques at the liquor store

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I'm not asking for charity

Just help me till the next time I get paid

I don't care if you need me

Just keep me…. In the black for another day

I've sent a letter of application a 1000 times

I've been trying to climb the ladder in a borrowed tie

But you never give me a call back when you say

And you put me on the long figure for another day

So spare me some extra before you go

There's a man who cashes cheques at the liquor store

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