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 Chorus: 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 meâ?¦. 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 Chorus In the black ©2004 Declan Murray / Amith Narayan