Hey son don't do what I've done I want to warn you 'bout the devil She be coming your way Hey son don't do what I've done Take my hand child and I'll lead you away You see whiskey just leads to the underdeveloped Where emotions are blurred by bodily lust When your limbs become separated from your mind That's when the whiskey got you touched One shot away to the rest of your life You can bury those bones deep inside your mind But when your skull cracks open by an emotional blow It's that whiskey truth that begins to flow 'Bout that time in the red room Glass pipe dreaming Between the legs of an Asian Left Your conscious screaming