From the recording The Cutting Room Floor
Lyrics
They said a change in the weather, was comin’ from the sea
A hurricane called Katrina, was tellin’ us to leave
Now it’s been four long days and we are without a crust of bread
I know my baby is hungry, when she looks at me and says
“When are we ever gonna get home again
When are we ever gonna see all our friends
When are we ever gonna get home again”
I know the nation is watching, all safe by their TV
We talk to lots of reporters, from FOX and NBC
And when a boat comes by and we join other refugees
Then I repeat the question, my daughter asked of me
Chorus
Bridge
Now all you folks in TV land, to oceans white with foam
We thank you for your kindness, and we are glad you have a home
But we may never get to go hame again
We may never get to see all our friends
We may never get to go home again