You feel me like a breeze blowing,
sitting under trees writing,
Liking looking out at the seas
and fallen leaves,
And breathing in the change of season,
I don't even need a reason
To be boozing when I'm cruising,
as long as shit is pleasing.
I love seeing the sun coming
into my cave,
And still crave the haze and find
so many ways to misbehave.
See the josh did done that, and
still caught the sunset
Drunk as fuck screaming “are we
Day, Another Dollar
Wanna Play? Give me a holler.
Let's get faded on the bottle
And forget about tomorrow
Let's create a song of sorrow
How we always need to borrow
Loot to get loose,
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
Verse 2:
Look out on the water and
watch the sun setting
You can smell the rum and coke and you
can see that some forgetting,
Come the summer ends in smoke
soaking up all them rays
It'll end in autumn leaves,
smoking trees on rainy days.
The greens of today are the browns
of tomorrow
And yesterday's sorrow
is the legacy we follow
In the yesteryears, the X amount of beers
we quenched our fears with,
Were forgotten like so many friends
we went and spilled our tears with.
To me the seas are calling,
see I've fallen into love
With ska, dub and the dope dancehall.
It seized me by the collar and it hollered
you've been mollycoddled long enough.
Are you man enough? Are you
strong enough?
The world is yours but your
divorced from it.
So close to the top and you
haven't seen the summit.
Been talking and dreaming for so
long and ain't done it.
When the prey becomes the predator,
the dream becomes the hunted.
Chorus:
Another Day, Another Dollar
Wanna Play? Give me a holler.
Let's get faded on the bottle
And forget about tomorrow
Let's create a song of
sorrow
How we always need to borrow
Loot to get loose,
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
Verse 3
Man I'm missing sitting kissing,
talking shit, and pissing wine.
Getting sunk feeling,
remember reeling drunk and drooling time
ON life I'm buzzing nicely,
maybe it might be caused
By laws that aren't likely to have teeth,
let alone jaws
Each and every leech that has
a cause is always preaching
A one- sided thesis that comes
from flawed teaching.
Smoking pot to pass the time, what
a crock I'm past my prime.
But where's the clock that's telling time,
when I'm the rock that time forgot.
I don't care about the money,
shit, I wanna live right too.
But one plus one equals none
left for me to like you.
If you want it, you got it,
you break it you bought it.
You thought it would be cool to play the fool,
you've been spotted.
Chorus: Another
Day, Another Dollar
Wanna Play? Give me a holler.
Let's get faded on the bottle
And forget about tomorrow
Let's create a song of sorrow
How we always need to borrow
Loot to get loose,
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
Josh Martinez 
