The 1800s, before the inception   Of modern day ideals   Fake grip of appeals   Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin   Double vision, cocaine   To a whorehouse of pain      New Orleans is a dying whore   Naked she sleeps on my floor   New Orleans is a dying whore      The spreading highway   To the underwater staircase   Leading up to a black room   To leave there you're a fool   Mob world politics   So broke it can't fix   Trapped in a time zone   There's no place like home      New Orleans is a dying whore   If I must break down the door   New Orleans is a dying whore      New Orleans is a dying whore   Stripped down and beat to the floor   New Orleans is a dying whore      New Orleans is a dying whore   Blood covered, stuck to my floor   New Orleans is a dying whore