40 Oz. to Freedom

And the fog forming on my window
Tells me that the morning's here
And you'll be gone before too long

Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn, I shouldn't start that talk
But life is one big question when your starin' at the clock

And the answer's always waiting at the liquor store
40 oz to freedom
So I take that walk

And I know that
ooohhh ... I'm not goin' back
ohhh, Not going back
ohh, God knows I'm not going back
oooohhhh, Not goin'

(Hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to AM/PM with me? It's like quarter-to right now bro. Shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude? Jai said he was gonna be here around 2:00 I haven't even seen him. Just totally broke, man owes me twenty bucks man. Get over it, fuck, sorry! I'm not dealin' with that fuckin' chince no more. Take those bottles back Eric?)

And you look so fine
When you lie it just don't show
But I know which way the wind blows

A 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have
To feel good even though I feel bad

And I know that
ooohhh.... I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'

ooohhh....I'm not goin' back
Ohh, I'm not goin' back
Ohh, God knows I'm not going back
Ohhh, I'm...not goin'

(I got a whole one left in the freezer)