I can't go on with this spoof right now -- I need to work.
A monster made of air is on the sea and turns right
Since three days ago the writing was on the wall
It sees a big city and it's out for blood
I cry out - my God, it killed them all!
Here comes the story of a hurricane
I say the authorities are to blame
For lots of thing they could have done
Throw 'em in prison cells and throw away the goddamn key
For the safety of the world
The city's underwater and that's all we see
But there's this man named Dubya, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the country, I hope you understand.
You should be leavin'," he says, and he stops
"Don't try to loot, I'm gonna call up the cops."
But it's no good to call the cops
For chaos arrived on the scene and the world is sinkin'
In the hot Louisiana night.