The Big Weird

(Spoken)

They call New Orleans the big easy

But my world was turning upside down

It was turning into the big weird

Another balmy night in old Treme

Creole ladies dance and sway

Look at that girl, she looks so young

Flirting like she's having fun

She says hey Casanova

Look what I got

There's a party down the block

Big strong men in party frocks

Party time in the big weird

Whores, punks, pimps and dancing queers

Can't you dig the weirdness

Come and join the weirdness

Got to love the weirdness of it all

Fell for this gal, she was so young

I'm gonna hate myself when morning comes

But I lost her somewhere in a crowd

With the music playing much too loud

But I can't stand the weirdness

I can't stand the weirdness

I can't take the weirdness of it all

I can't stand the weirdness of it all

Now I just can't look myself in the face

Because of the disgrace

Drifted into this desolate place

I feel so out of place

I can see it now

In a couple more years

I'll be in the big weird

But she'll be out of here

I can't stand the weirdness

I can't face the weirdness

I can't take the weirdness of it all

Look at me now full of self destruction

That's part of the big seduction

Yeah, living in the big weird

Another rainy day in sad Treme

Even the funeral parlours' closed today

But there's a party on

Just across the way

And there's a brass band playing on a dead man's grave

No, I can't stand the weirdness

I can't face the weirdness

I can't take the weirdness of it all

Living in the big weird

Living in the big weird

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