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