The Debacle of New Orleans
(This is a revisit of the American tragedy of our time as sung or metered to to the tune of The Battle of New Orleans)

On September 2nd Dubya took a little trip
To the city under water on the mighty Mississip
He took a little bacon and he took a little beans
For the people who were dyin’ in the town of New Orleans

Old Dubya told them it was such a cryin’ shame
That the help didn’t come in time but he was not to blame
He hugged them and he patted them with pity in his eyes
And he acted like he gave a shit and filled them full of lies

(Chorus)
They cried out for help but no one came a runnin’
The King was on vacation and they would have to wait
After four long days he told them help was comin’
But for most of those who clung to life the help was much too late

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They worried and they fretted as they saw the water rise
While the government was saying this had hit them by surprise
They didn’t have the money or a car to leave the town
So they couldn’t pack their families up and head for higher ground

The water got so high that it covered up their homes
They were told that they should try to reach the Superdome
So they climbed up on their rooftops and they lifted up a prayer
While Old Dubya played a guitar like he didn’t have a care

(Chorus)
They waited and they cried but no one came a runnin’
King Dubya shoulda been there when the waters overflowed
He posed and he smiled as the cameras kept a hummin’
As he graced them with his presence on the Gulf of Mexico

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Dubya told the people have no fear you’re not alone
Then he continued on vacation, left the people on their own
A wave of compassion’s on the way he’s fond to say
But not until we figure out just who’s in charge today

Well, who is playin’ first and what is playin’ second
I don’t know is playin’ third while the water’s all around
Chertoff’s playin’ I’m the boss and Brown is herding horses
And Dubya’s playin’ with himself while helpless people drown

With no food and no water they could only pray and cry
But no one seemed to give a damn if they would live or die
So they broke into the stores and took whatever they could find
These victims of society the ones we left behind

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Well they swam down the streets with their heads above the water
Though the mud and the slime as the bodies floated by
They were trapped in their attics and dying of starvation
While Dubya smiled and came up with another fuckin’ lie