Bottom of the 9th Ward - Dangers

It’s raining, it’s pouring

This story’s getting oh so boring

And what else did you expect?

When it rains, someone always gets wet

So it’s searchlights

Or the shadows

With a newscast like that, Dan, I’d rather the gallow

‘Cause i ain’t seen a life vest in days

That ain’t strapped round the eyewitness men

Making dayjobs out of your dismay

When the saints go marching into the streets

It’s too bad they won’t know how to swim

It’s pouring

It’s raining

But from this couch it seems much more like entertaining

Oh, what the fuck’s wrong with me?

All these bodies float 'round my head, your town

And i still sleep so damned flawlessly

When the saints go marching into the streets

I’ll be the one fast asleep

Too selfish to weep

If I could, yes I would, but it seems I can’t

I’m sorry

When the revolution comes to this land

(Oh lord, I want to be in that number)

When we rich go out and stack those sandbags

(I want to be in that number)

When we all have enough water to drink

(Please, please let me be in that number)

When our leaders learn to cry at our feet

(I want to be in that number)

When the saints go marching in