It’s hard in St. Bernard, there’s tears in Algiers
If you’re calling for New Orleans there’s nobody here
So fix yourself a drink, pack your things and go
Last one out, turn off the lights and board up the doors

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I want to go home, whatever it takes
I want to go home when the levee breaks
I want to go home, where the streets have holes
I want to go home where the good times roll

The Ninth Ward’s disappeared, the Treme’s overflowed
It’s Dante’s Inferno, it’s the Superdome
The inhumanity of this insanity could have been prevented oh so easily
My heart is heavy, feet everywhere it seems
This time even Fats ain’t walking back to New Orleans

(CHORUS)

The world is gonna pay ’cause we’ll be everywhere
There’ll be dancing in your streets, music in your air
But when that water starts to fall you won’t see us around
Unless you’re buying drinks for us in our home town

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