Mardi Gras City Blues
Sweeping her hair from
side to side
Causing all the traffic to
subside
She was carrying with her
some objectives
Some of which I couldn’t
find
They were stolen from her
secret safe house
Looted somewhere in
downtown New Orleans
But I couldn’t get there
Because she was under ten
foot of water
And the Blues man needed
some air
The youngster with a
master plan
Was looking for a way out
of this place
So he drove a busload of
people
Away from that hot vapour
less state
In Houston they didn’t
exactly welcome him with open arms
Cos’ he tried too hard
to be himself
And the media woman poured
scorn on his actions
But me, well hell I
thought he did just fine
And if I could recount
that time in the future
I’d tell you about the heroes that were left behind
Forgotten and waylaid by
the barrel of a gun
Fished out from their
bloated minds were the corporate fixers
On their watch they never put a foot wrong
They’ll keep the levee
bills awaiting
Until the heavens broke up
their sunken sorry hides
Out of their heads they
kept relaying the message to the organ grinders son
But he was too preoccupied
drowning other peoples business elsewhere to notice
She was coming home in the Superdome
Down in the lower ninth
The blind man stepped out in front of the cameras
The blind man stepped out in front of the cameras
Avoiding all pleasantries
And said it was all just
another late night show
Abandoning all the outsiders
Leaving the poor to roll out
their lives
While the cops were on the
outer reaches
Making sure they’d
be the first ones to swap sides
The National Guard
were busy taking out
Home grown
sons of their own
At a loose end, unable to
afford to economise
Brothers and sisters When
you ain’t got nothin'
And your backs against the
wall
You’ll find sanctuary
Away from this worlds
customised normality
Cos’ in times like these
You know the music never
dies
And that’s why the Jazzman still sings
The Queen of the Blues
The Queen of the Blues
As the Ragtime bright men sit tight in the night, waiting
Waiting for the Kings of Swing to return
when there's..trouble in the lowlands
