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New Oil-leans (Apologies to Johnny Horton)

(many thanks to snowcrash, I would have missed it!)

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Sorry, but I have to exercise a little bragging right. Here’s my lyric, live at PJTV!

But you heard it here first:

The Battle of New Orleans, 2010
—apologies to Johnny Horton and “The Battle of New Orleans”

In 2005 Katrina hit us bad
Nagin didn’t use the buses that he had
And just as the city started to come back
A BP platform had to blow its stack

(Chorus)
We looked to Obama to do something different
But he’s never run anything, and so he let it go
He spent his time hitting balls out on the golf course
He fumbled and he diddled and he let the oil flow

BP tried hard to cap the well itself
But that’s not so easy way out on the shelf
Obama said that he would give ‘em heck
And keep his boot hard on the corporate neck

We looked to Obama to do something different
But he’s never run anything, and so he let it go
He spent his time hitting balls out on the golf course
He fumbled and he diddled and he let the oil flow

The days went by and we watched ‘em come and go
But Obama wouldn’t even talk to BP’s CEO
He said, “Why would you think I’d even try?
He’s a corporate man and all they do is lie.”

We looked to Obama to do something different
But he’s never run anything, and so he let it go
He spent his time hitting balls out on the golf course
He fumbled and he diddled and he let the oil flow

Yeah, the oil spread and birds and the fish started dyin’
And folks getting hurt all started in to screech
They shouted so loud the President flew down to the Gulf
And was photographed picking up a tarball off the beach

Bobby Jindal tried to make barriers of sand
But the feds wouldn’t put permission in his hands
What the President will do to fix things we don’t know
Except hit BP for billions and watch the oil flow

We looked to Obama to do something different
But he’s never run anything, and so he let it go
He spent his time hitting balls out on the golf course
He fumbled and he diddled and he let the oil flow

Yeah, the oil spread and birds and the fish started dyin’
And folks getting hurt all started in to screech
They shouted so loud the President flew down to the Gulf
And was photographed picking up a tarball off the beach