The Death Of Whiskey Finger - Wisdom In Chains

The first time I heard of him

I was no more than 5 years old

He beat up some old lady

Took the cash and left the body in the road

They called him Whiskey Finger

He was born for the slammer

He treated everybody the same

Always down to brawl he said

«Fuck 'em all, just remember my fuckin name.»

He took whatever he wanted

With no remorse or shame

He said «You wanna come strong you better come heavy

Or I’ll make you learn my fuckin name.»

So one day Whiskey snatched some rocks

From a kid on the block

And he hid him in the weeds behind the bank

But the kid was juiced and when he turned him loose

He was getting his revenge anyway

He said «Motherfucker your time is up

I’m gonna snuff out your flame.»

Whiskey said «Me and you, do what you gotta do

Just remember my fuckin name

My name is Whiskey and I was born in the gutter

I’ll do anything for the fame.»

But when the brothers come strong

You know they come heavy

Now he’s nothing but a fucking name