Potions and brew are like varments, gotta beware,
Try it and you think you're sly, get hung over too.
If you get blind from being so stoned, and you fall out your chair,
Cause potions and brew are the torments I now must bear.

Maybe, this stuff fries my mind, I sit here and stare.
My brain's in a stew it's reeling it needs some repair.
And now I can't even feel my arms, and I just have to swear,
That potions and brew are something I no longer share.