Lucinda Williams - 2 Kool 2 Be 4-Gotten lyrics

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 smoking
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

Too cool to be forgotten
Hey, hey too cool to be forgotten

Man runnin' 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

Too cool to be forgotten
Hey, hey too cool to be forgotten
June bug versus hurricane
June bug versus hurricane hey, hey

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

Leaning against the railing of
A Lake Charles bridge
Overlooking the river, leaning 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

Too cool to be forgotten
Hey, hey too cool to be forgotten
June bug versus hurricane
June bug versus hurricane

Hey, hey hey, hey
Hey, hey