Part III: Disaster Shy

Driving down to New Orleans
Moldy road and quiver eye
A city so disaster shy
Driving down to New Orleans
A rolling rock and river wide
Drifting through the afterlife
Buried in the water, seven stories high
Why, oh, why?
Search, survive
A petty sigh
I said, «Why, oh, why?»
Driving down to New Orleans
Moldy road and quiver eye
A city so disaster shy
Driving down to New Orleans
A rolling rock and river wide
Drifting through he afterlife
Buried in the water, seven stories high
Why, oh, why?
Search, survive
A petty sigh
I said, «Why, oh, why?»
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother just let my tongue bleed
I am just so hungry
Mother said let my tongue bleed
Driving down to New Orleans
Moldy road and quiver eye
A city so disaster shy
Buried in the water, seven stories high