December 5, 2010 by Abode Camp in Alice Cooper

Refrigerator Heaven


I’m freezing, I’m freezing, I’m icicle blue
(So low, low cool)
Cyber, neurotic, technicians imbue
(So low, low cool)
I’ve been admitted to Refrigerator Heaven

Until they discover a cure for cancer, I’m low
Refrigerator Heaven
So low, Refrigerator Heaven

I’m ice packed, I’m hand-stashed, I’m waiting for you
I’m older and younger, preserved in a tomb
I’ve been admitted to Refrigerator Heaven
I feel like I told you, on my heart
I won’t get back ’til the sun sets down on the moon
Won’t get back ’til the sun sets down on the moon






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