The Cattle of New Orleans

After six days hesitatin' Georgie took a little trip
When Hurricane Katrina hit the mighty Mississip'
He took a little water and he took a little beans,
And he found us poor folk dyin' in the town of New Orleans.

    Georgie waited nigh a week to start his rescue mission
    And now we ain't so many as we was six days ago.
    Georgie waited for so long that we'd all began to floatin'
    Right down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We'd been put in the arena an' kept herded there like cattle
Suffocatin' heat and stinkin', with a dozen lying dead.
Outside the winds was howlin', and then came sounds of battle
I was cryin' out for water and a single slice of bread.

That old lady in her wheelchair, I watched her slowly dyin'
left behind by Christian rich folk before Katrina came
It seems those Jesus people hadn't listened to her prayin'
In their big half-empty autos they gone fleeing from their shame.

    Georgie waited nigh a week to start his rescue mission
    And now we ain't so many as we was six days ago.
    Georgie waited for so long that we'd all began to floatin'
    Right down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

The Corps of Engineers had knowed trouble was a'looming
"You must build higher levees," we'd bin tol' three years before.
But Hesitatin' Georgie refused to give us funding
And he used our levee money for to fight his Baghdad war.

When Katrina come a howlin', we had no Guards to save us;
The gangs got guns from Wal-mart an' things turned mighty bad.
Us poor folks had paid our taxes for a National Guard to help us
But George had sent them marching to his oil war in Baghdad.

    Georgie waited nigh a week to start his rescue mission
    He has lost all the respect that he had six days ago.
    What's left of Georgie's honor is now all dead an' floatin'
    Right down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

   And the honor of the nation has become a corpse a'floatin'
   Right down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.