Atmosphere: Cashier in a convience store

(Slug arguing with himself)Get up man, wake upWhat time is it man?Yo, its lateWhat time is it?dont worry about it, its lateFuck man, this dirty motherfuckers gonna yell at at me again?Just go, just goIm sick of this job mandont forget your keysI should call in sick, no no, I should call in deadDude you need this jobNever have to see this place againWhat are you talking about?Slug cant come in hes deadDude you need this job, dudelate for work (fuck)wearing a wrinkled shirt (fuck)id love to set this place on firelet the sprinkles workthen thatd be me getting firedinstead ill get stonedarrive lateand pretend that im tireddo you need a book of matches with those?would you like a bag?thank you, have a nice day, i hope you fuckers gagi pity the fool that pays twice the price for our shitthey could save cash and take their lazy ass to the super markettheres that chick from last monthremember the one that couldnt figure outwhich side to pump her gas fromshes coming in, ive got a grincause tonights the nightyo toots, my nametag might be crookedbut your looking alrightwe all pulling a hard days laborgas, milk, soda, bread, porno mags, and newspapersback here got the condomsover the counter drugslisterine for the drunks, robotusin for the gutter punksand everyday i look into that mirrorim trying to see myself a little bit cleareri never notice any progressalthough ill be here again to look tomorrowim just a cashier in a convience storeselling cigarettes and beer between cleaning floorsive seen it all without leaving this counter placepeople, freaks, demons and creatures from outer spaceand everyday i show up and sell you your soulwe both inch a little closer to where we're trying to goyou only land for a moment then resume the racepeople, freaks, demons and creatures from outer spaceand ive got your pass to paradiseyou can escape all these other parasiteswith just one buck, a little luck, you might, yah righti suggest you go home and check your fahrenheityou aint gonna get richyour stuck here just like methe only difference is your drug is the lotterythe lotto got your mind sometimes your last dimeuse your fingernails to scratch off 3 of a kindand ive got your pass to paradiseand id love to ask you babe wheres your lifewonder how you can be so high and still be scared of heightsbut i stop cause the customers always right (ya right)must take a lunch break before i snap on the next catthat doesnt know what they needgimmie a cigarette, a poison apple, i dont careid be happy to just go outside and choke on the seedsim just a cashier in a convience storeselling cigarettes and beer between cleaning floorsive seen it all without leaving this counter placepeople, freaks, demons and creatures from outer spaceand everyday i show up and sell you your soulwe both inch a little closer to where we're trying to goyou only land for a moment then resume the racepeople, freaks, demons and creatures from outer spaceseems like everything happens on the retail night shiftbeen robbed, had fights, caught fools trying to shop liftone time some kid got shot in the parking lotand the cops only come to surround the coffee potafter bars close, freaks come out the wood workall drunk and dumb, trying to play their gametakes patience to deal with iniebriated jerksbut i smile cause theyre the easiest ones to short changethe runners trade me dime bags for squaresthe crack heads offer blowjobs for beersi watch the clock in my head tick tock so slowand wait for the time to get the fuck out of herewhite collar, blue collar, dont care, gimmie a dollareither way its all the same for only seven something an houryour all a bunch of monsters, you live in helljust waiting for these products to go on salethe best customers are the ones thats just passing throughasking for directions, gassing up with fueli swear to god some day im gonna live that waywith no one to answer to and no more dues to payi hate you but i love youdont know what i think of youi cant seem to shake you from my lifejust pay me and save mebefore you drive me crazydont know if i can take another night