You can't depend on anything, really
There's no promises, there's no point
There's no good, there's no bad
In this dirty little joint

No dope smokin', no beer sold after 12 o'clock
Rosedale, Mississippi, Magic City, Juke Joint
Mr Johnson sings over in a corner, by the bar
Sold his soul to the devil so, he can play guitar

2 cool 2 be 4-gotten, hey hey
2 cool 2 be 4-gotten

Man running through the grass outside
Says, he wants to take up serpents
Says, he will drink the deadly thing
And it will not hurt him

House rules, no exceptions
No bad language no gambling, no fighting
Sorry, no credit, don't ask
Bathroom wall reads 'Is God the answer?' Yes

2 cool 2 be 4-gotten, hey hey
2 cool 2 be 4-gotten

June bug vs hurricane
June bug vs hurricane, hey hey

I had a lover, I, I thought he was mine
Thought I'd always be his valentine

Leaning against the railing of a Lake Charles bridge
Overlookin' the river leanin' over the edge
He asked me, "Would you jump into the water with me?"
I told him, "No way, baby that's your own death, you see"

2 cool 2 be 4-gotten, hey hey
2 cool 2 be 4-gotten

June bug vs hurricane
June bug vs hurricane, hey hey, hey hey, hey hey