verse 1 G# A# D#m B We could split a box of wine, we could spend all our time, inebriated, right here on the front porch. G# A# We could soak up all the rays, tomorrow we'll have hell to pay, it doesn't D#m B matter, we got the medicine.verse 2 G# A# We're having such a blast out here, open up another case of beer, D#m B intoxicated, right here on the front porch G# A# Even as the sun goes down, how's another shot of whiskey sound, it doesn't D#m B matter. We got the medicineD#m We can watch the neighbors go to work, sitting back in the room with the cubicle and their button-up shirts yeah B C# Not gonna walk that familiar path, to nowhere anymore yeah