[ Featuring Friends ]
Look, up in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane
It's
Oh hell yeah, I'm with you New Orleans
Bring this bird down 8000 feet
Let's have a little see
Oh no, oh no, that's not good at all
Your city is wet, really wet
It must be twice as bad on the ground
Twice as bad?
Twice as bad?
You think?
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame what you have done
We was on the ropes, we were down and out
You flew on over, never did come down
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame what you done
Now, Georgie I think it's all well and good for you
To do what you can for those wet colored folks
I know you mean well but I was just over at the Astrodome
Now ma, you know the Stros don't play there no more
It ain't like we don't have room in Houston
Yes, but it's still a lovely place and practically part of the neighborhood
And most people are camped out like they are on the Fifty Yard Line
And it's way nicer than where they were before the storm
So they're doing very well for themselves
Okay yeah, that's kind of a cheap shot
Except we didn't make most of that up
Barbara Bush actually said some of that shit
Now people can't get home, to go to and fro
But you thinking we're fine on the Astrodome floor
Shame, shame, shame on you there Barbara
Shame, shame, shame on you now Barbara
Shame, shame, shame 'bout what you done
So dig it
Now we got the people of New Orleans living on Air Force bases
And in raggedy ass motels from Utah to Georgia
And people in Washington talking about keeping the housing projects closed
Yeah, that's right
They don't want no more poor people coming back to New Orleans
But I tell you why
New Orleans without poor people ain't New Orleans
Because it's the people without a pot to piss in
Who keep the beat and blow the horns and step in the streets
And right now, y'all are stuck listening to this messed up white boy
Because whichever fourteen year old from Lafitte Projects is the next Smiley Lewis
He's stuck out there in east bum f*ck Texas
He can't get home, to sing this f*cking song
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame on you now W
Shame, shame, shame 'bout what you done
Woo!
