Icky thump with the lump in my throat
Grabbed my coat and I was freaking, I was ready to go
Yeah, I swear, beside the hair she had one white eye
One blank stare, lookin' up, lyin' there

On a stand near her hand was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane, dry ice, somethin' strange
La la la

White Americans, what, nothin' better to do?
Why don't you kick yourself out? You're an immigrant too
Who's usin' who? What should we do?
Well you can't be a pimp and a prostitute too

Icky thump handcuffed to a bunk
Robbed blind, looked around and there was nobody else
Left alone I hit myself with a stone
Went home and learned how to clean up after myself