Whiskey War

Fists flying, on the run
 How whiskey tastes like fun
 I've had my back against the stars, face down in mud
 Run through the hurricane
 Coincidentally felt no pain
 Crank up the amplifiers so loud
 Don't wanna hear your lip no more
 Take on the world
 It's Whiskey War
 Backcharge the system fast
 Cops confiscate your grass then burn it up when they get home
 And you're still in jail
 Doctors will write the 'scripts
 You'll shove 'em past your lips
 One legal dealer with a quota
 Ain't gonna take that shit no more
 Take on the world
 It's Whiskey War
 Signal towers pushing power overhead
 Scam religions, premonitions of the dead
 Listen to me, carbon copy wannabe
 FUCK YOU
 One cannot be what they weren't born to be
 Don't take for granted what's your home
 I won't pretend I'm aristocracy
 I'm just a troop in Whiskey War