James Booth & The Return - Demon In A Bottle

Beware little children, of the one in the corn
Beware of his siren-like song
Beware of his potion he pours from the horn
Or he'll steal you away before long
Beware little children, of the laughter you hear
From the candle-lit dens you pass by in the night
For inviting it is to join in this great cheer
It will drive you to ruin and blight
Beware, o my children, of the leprous young fools
So convinced of their strength and superior care
That they think the demon in the bottle's not cruel
Beware, little children, beware
"Beware, my son", my father once said
"Of brew so bitter and brown
For I was a youth once, so out of my head
In whiskey did I almost drown
"Beware of the bottles so colorfully bright
The liquids they hold are a poison so slow
It stole all my brethren into the night
Where they went, I do not know
"Beware, o, my child, of the songs that they sing
So convincing of rituals best left forgot
Like the gullible west of the path of the ring
To rot, they will lead you to rot"
Kill, kill Barleycorn
String Barleycorn high
Death to John Barleycorn
John Barleycorn Must Die
Beware, little children, of the liars and cheats
Who say it betters your health
If I earned a pence of that lie on repeat
I'd surpass Genghis Khan in my wealth
Beware little children, for the sake of your souls
For they twist and are flayed by each swig of this swill
Before you can think, the drink takes control
And it robs you of health and your will
Beware, o my children, avoid at all costs
The demon that hides in green bottles of gare
Despite what they say, you will always be lost
Beware, little children, beware

Written by:
James Booth

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