He packed up his belongings
And he drove all the way to LA
People callin' on the mobile
Told him, you're too good to stay

Smoky bars and shitty cars
For him t'was the only way
An old guitar and cargo shorts
Dreaming of a better day, yow

Sacred knowledge
Community college
Don't Drink the Water, Mike Bray

Suitcase full of dreams, pocket full of schemes
But sometimes dreams just ain't enough
So he looked deep inside into that heart full of pride
And found that makin' it sure is tough

Electric blues lit his fuse
At Cozy's with bros he did play
He knew he had what it took, and he could tell by their looks
That he blew those bros away, oh

Don't go down the alley
That deep in the valley
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray

To make it in the city
A man's gotta live by his wits
Dime store preachers, Ladies of the night
Homeless guys takin' a shit

But you can't smell the shit till you stepped in it
Brother let me tell you why
Make a wrong turn and you might get burned
I know what it's like to die

The dreams you may be dreamin'
Might not be what they're seemin'
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray
Don't drink the water, Mike Bray