Everybody knew that it could happen nThe likelihood was clear nThe future was coming And now it's here nThey had to fix the levees Because otherwise they'd break nOn one side was the city nAbove it was the lake nIt was in the daily papers In bold letters was the writ nWhat would happen When the Big One hit nBut every year they cut the funding Just a little more nSo they could give it to the Army To fight their oil war nIn National Geographic And the Times-Picayune They forecast the apocalypse nSaid it was coming soon nPreparations must be made, they said Now is the time nIt was years ago they shouted nInaction was a crime nThey said the dikes must be improved nAnd the wetlands must be saved nBut Washington decided Instead they should be paved nBecause malls were more important Than peoples' lives nSo put some gold dust in your eyes nAnd hope no storm arrives nnNew Orleans, New Orleans, New Orleans nnYears and years of warning nNo evacuation plan nIt was just if the waters rosenJust get out if you can nThere were no buses No one chartered any trains nThere was no plan to rescue All of those who would remain nAll the people with no money nAll the people with no wheelsnAll of those who didn't hotwire One that they could steal nThousands and thousands of people Abandoned by the statenAbandoned by their country nJust left to meet their fate nnNew Orleans, New Orleans, New Orleans nnAnd the people died nAnd then they died some more nThey drowned inside their attics nAn army of the poor nAn army of the destitute nWho couldn't get away nAnd the world will remember These sad and awful days nWhen people shouted from their houses Dying on their roofs nWhen people came to find them They were turned back by the troops nThey died there with no water nThey died there in the heatnThey were shot down by the soldiers nFor trying to find some food to eat nnNew Orleans, New Orleans, New Orleans nnAnd now the city is in ruins nA massive toxic sea Scattered through the nation Half a million refugees nHere we are In the richest country on the earth Where the color of your skin Determines what your life is worthnWhere oil is the king nWhere global warming is ignored nWhere the very end of life Is the place we're heading toward nWhere it's more than just a metaphornThe flooding of the dike And if we don't stop this madness The whole planet will be like nnNew Orleans, New Orleans, New Orleans