Are we supposed to be strong?
Are we supposed to be equal?
All I heard or observed
Are we disposable people?
Louisiana sky, don't hide the sun from me
Don't make it rain on me, don't make it run from me
Some say the city below sea level is vanishing
We lost our homes but we're hungry and we're managing
I can't find my moms, can't locate my kids
I don't know where my dog or my Tabby is
Above clouds, Louisiana loud, ever flowing
You know the rest and the weeds keeps growing
Comes the sun to Louisiana skies
The storm has passed and the bayou cries
Washed away lives and sins
From out and under, it begins
Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings but we take a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on
Nowhere to go, nothing to move
All that remains, a single groove
From Mardi Gras to Congo Square
A pulse to shuffle and it's all still there
Combining history with chicory and hickory sauce
The battle's on between soldiers but the victory's lost
9th Ward, as it was, love of transition and all
After the rains, our position was off
Our tradition scoffed, man making plantations, swamplands
Travel into a hidden world of girls
I can remember love of this Louisiana odyssey
Of mysticism, magicians and magical commodities
Within the normal, we heard that the storm's coming
Mammals and birds let us know that the storm's coming
Move, stop, move 'em off the rooftops, relieve us
Slow molasses, these asses from FEMA
We struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on, rock, rock on
In the early hours, in the morning haze
From the oldest dance to the latest craze
Hold your head up to Louisiana sky
Big Easy children, build your levee high
Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on
Comes the sun to Louisiana skies
The storm has passed and the bayou cries
Washed away lives and sins
From out and under, it begins
We struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on
Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, rock, rock on
9th Ward, rock, rock on
In the 8th Ward, rock, rock on
In the 7th Ward, rock, rock on
Congo Square, rock, rock on
The Warehouse District, rock, rock on
In Algiers, rock, rock on
[Incomprehensible] everybody, rock, rock on
[Incomprehensible] rock, rock on

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