Shame Shame Shame

Lyrics

[Intro] Look, up in the sky It's a bird, its a plane, it's Oh hell yeah, I'm with you New Orleans Bring this bird down eight thousand feet Let's have a little see Oh no, oh no, that's not good at all Your city's wet, really wet It must be twice as bad on the ground Twice as bad? Twice as bad? You think? [Chorus] Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame what you have done [Verse 1] We was on the ropes, we were down and out You flew on over, never did come down [Chorus] Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame what you have done [Instrumental] [Bridge] 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 those people are camped out like they 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 [Verse 1] Now people can't get home, to go to and from But you thinking we fine on the Astrodome floor [Chorus] Shame, shame, shame on you there, Barbara Shame, shame, shame on you now, Barbara Shame, shame, shame 'bout what you done [Bridge] 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 what 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 fuck Texas He can't get home to sing this fucking song [Chorus] Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame on you now, W Shame, shame, shame 'bout what you've done [Outro] Whoo