Part III: Disaster Shy - Bear Hands

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