This is not my beautiful home
Story behind the song
Dedicated to Fats and the people of New Orleans.
Lyrics
Dominoes
constantly working and building and saving to get what is coming to me
my dream house, my shiny car
running the rat race with things as they happen, it all makes good sense now to me
I'm hitched to that falling star
wheels and deals and well-laid plans all go to pieces when it hits the fan
where were the federal men when the black tide broke the levee
and oh, how the people all felt as we all fell into queue
just like dominoes
gunshots and sirens and rising black water, how could this be happening to you
this is not my beautiful home
maybe when things get a little bit better I'll find my way back home to you
till then, love, I'll walk alone
