Lyrics:
And a whole lot of show
And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio
We got us a tank full of gas
And we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
And a whole lot of show
And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio
We got us a tank full of gas
And we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
A little messed up, but we're all alright
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York
A little messed up, but we're all alright
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York
can wake up in the morning and ya brand new car's gone
Where niggas that you grew up with are speedin' and smokin' crack
Play Russian Roulette with
shit
This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
See I'm so funked out, like out of here
Like blue lights in the basement
And it's a red state, in
and sightless, half-wit boy
But Lewis was my name though I could not say it
I was born and raised in New Orleans
My spirit was wild, so I let the river
gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet
We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most
Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where
From the day I was born there was war
Before and after that day it came and went
The Yanks were still there in Vietnam
Nixon and Kissinger, still
In the moment when crowned
My Black ass”
Crawfish étouffée in my census identification
Written on the back of an SUV double-parked,
A New Orleans gas
broadway
The home of St. Louis blues
I’m going down
Going down to Natchez
I’m going down
To the mardi gras
I’m going down
Down to New Orleans
The place
all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to new orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Yeah I was working for a while on a fishing
or Queen B
This ain't new news
Don't confuse
From the dark hues
Jazz and blues grew
Side by side too
Preview what I have in store
The tambourine is here
and a whole lot of show
And with Hank Junior blaring on the radio
We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
create a louis armstrong blues mood
Shut the fuck up when liquid swords on, su woo
Why are the greats always gone too soon?
Spread the news, a splendid
on
Get the fuck off my dick my cock my balls
B-big money my pockets long new orleans I got my home
And they got my back pause no homo no mardi call
In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth
has come to a point where they cannot brred anymore.
When everybody had lost their
The dixie landers sure are proud of it
They call it jazz
What it has
That's a plenty for me!
Gonna head on down to New Orleans
Bassin street
I got a new one I left you in the past oh my
blue ones money it ain't hard to find
and were together so its you I like
get used to this it's do
Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where many
the blue mascara on
I spent my whole life driving
In cars with boys riding around town
Drinking in the white noise
Used to talk about where we'd
Be
Seen the arrow on the door post
Saying, "This land is condemned"
All the way
From New Orleans to Jerusalem
I traveled through East Texas
Where many
She may be in Louisiana by now
Louisiana aha
Yeah that's where the Lou in her name came from
Her folks had a really cute idea when she was born
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