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