Louisiana Land

Miss Antoinette, she went out with a song
Selling booze and silver shoes and singing right along
Shotgun and a limousine, while the baby dolls march on
Miss Antoinette, she went out with a song

And, it’s the long way down
Yeah, it’s the long way down

Down at the Maple Leaf, they pack ‘em in
We all get sauced, turn down the house, so we start all over again
And tonight, we’ll all get reborn to a couple fifths of gin
Here we go

The rich boys get their money back
When the banks go belly up
But, if you’re downtown when the levees break
Well, you’re shit out of luck, shit out of luck

And over at the place, they train the gods
With Stanton on the drums, you don’t need no one on guitar
And sometimes, all it takes is going way too far

And, it’s the long way down
Yeah, it’s the long way down
Aw, it’s the long way down
A long way down

And all the rich boys get their money back
When the banks go belly up
But, if you’re downtown when the levees break
Well, you’re shit out of luck

The penthouse paupers need your help
So everybody lend a hand
And maybe they’ll get you a real, sweet price
On the Louisiana land, alright

Now, Christ down on the street with his trombone
And even though the 12 years olds have got it in their bones
Above these 20 blocks, no one’s alone

And the rich boys get their money back
When the banks go belly up
But, if you’re downtown when the levees break
Then, you’re shit out of luck

The penthouse paupers need your help
So everybody lend a hand
And maybe they’ll get you a real, sweet price
On the Louisiana land, alright

(Louisiana land) It’s the long way down
(Louisiana land) It’s the long way down
(Louisiana land) It’s the long way down
(Louisiana land) It’s the long way down
Shit out of luck