The icebox is locked and I can't cool down 
It's Louisiana hot - old dog in a new town 
Round midnight why can't the light be found 
Got me poundin' on the pavement wrestlin' with the ground 
Sharkskin in a pig pen stirrin' up a sound 
Pawn shop stacks a box of .45 rounds 
Got a code to uphold contractually bound 
Said the icebox is locked and I can't cool down 
Icebox is locked and I cannot cool down 
Plastic palm trees and conspiracies dot the grassy knoll 
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The icebox is locked and I can't cool down 
Got both barrels [bad word] and a young blood hound 
There's an old butchers block where you pay by the pound 
And the [bad word] queen's waiting tables in her own crown 
Belly up to the bar to buy the first round 
Bartender surrenders says we're in a dry town 
Son we can't serve you here he said with a frown 
Because the icebox is locked so you can't cool down 

Icebox locked and I cannot cool down 
Umbrella drinks and cheap cigars while hot tub bubbles roll 
Icebox locked and I cannot cool down 
Plastic palm trees and conspiracies dot the grassy knoll 

Born of this world of hate - Born of an orphaned throne 
Born without a faith - Born of a broken home 
Belly to the bar dark in the block 
Draw an ace from the top of the stack