Melt Not My Igloo

An Amchitkan Eskimo named Kanawetuk wrote a letter to the main man in Washington DC sayin' " Please Mr. main man, melt not my igloo"...

Up in Alaska, Lord, Lord, I've been told
Eskimo gravy, Lord, Lord, Is mighty cold
Old cold gravy, Lord, no, can't do no harm
Great God almighty, if the meat is warm

And the main man wrote back and said...

Help me, tighten up your belt son
Won't you help me, put inflation on the run
Me and my buddy Lord, Lord, were quite the fighter son
Great God Almighty, from Air Force One

Old cold gravy ain't gonna harm ya
If the meat is warm
Took it on myself to warn you
You can't have no warm meat son, You sure get by Lord
Burned Lord, you sure get burned Lord

Up in Alaska, I've been told
Eskimo gravy, Lord, Lord, is mighty cold
Old cold gravy, no, don't do no harm
Gravy, God Almighty, if the meat is warm
If the meat is warm
If that meat is warm
If the meat is warm