Roy Bittan - 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 for gotten Man runnin' thru the gra** 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 d**h 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...