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It's hard in St. Bernard There's tears in Algeirs; No calling for New Orleans, There's no one here. So fix yourself a drink, Pack your things and go; Last one out the door turn out the lights And board up the doors. I wanna go home Whatever it takes I wanna go home When the levee breaks I wanna go home Where the streets have holes I wanna go home Where the good times roll. The Ninth Ward's disappeared Plaquemines overflowed It's Dante's Inferno in the Superdome. The inhumanity of this insanity Could have been prevented oh so easily. My heart is heavy, feet are dragging Everywhere it seems This time even Fats ain't walking Back to New Orleans. I wanna go home Whatever it takes I wanna go home When the levee breaks I wanna go home Where the streets have holes I wanna go home Where the good times roll. The world is gonna pay 'Cause we'll be everywhere. There'll be dancing in your streets And music in your air. And when that water starts to fall You won't see us around Unless you're buying drinks for us In our home town. I wanna go home Whatever it takes I wanna go home When the levee breaks I wanna go home Where the streets have holes I wanna go home Where the good times roll. I wanna go home Whatever it takes I wanna go home When the levee breaks I wanna go home Where the streets have holes I wanna go home Where the good times roll. |