NCIS New Orleans

I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to new orleans They got a honeysuckel droopin' on a honeysuckel vine And a love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well look out, hey, hey, yeah (Well look out, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody down to Basin Street Listen to the music of the dixieland beat Well the magnolia blossems fill the air Said you ain't been to heaven till you been down there They got rich moss hangin' from a big oak tree Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Well the honeysuckel droopiun' on a honeysuckel vine And love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans

Ah Magnolia trees at night Sparkling bright Fields of cotton look wintery white When it's Christmas time In New Orleans A barefoot choir in prayer Fills the air Mississippi folks Are gathering there When it's Christmas time In New Orleans You'll see a dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band To a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit You can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear When you hear Hallelujah St. Nicholas is here When it's Christmas time In New Orleans Ah, you'll see A dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band To a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit You can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear When you hear Hallelujah old St. Nicholas is here When it's Christmas time In New Orleans When it's Christmas time in It's Christmas time in Heey, feel so good in New Orleans With this Christmas time in New Orleans

Perfectly fine, that's fine Said, nigga brother, nigga brother, what you livin' for? Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for? They told me God gave me a mission But I'm missin' the supplies to complete it I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to bein' defeated So, nigga brother, who you standin' with? I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swervin' in every lane The feelin's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir The disposition acquired from my position on Earth Is tellin' me, "Decapitate everything for what it's worth!" When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work I'm in tandem with my curse, goin' manic since my birth See the canvas as a planet, I'm commandin' with my nerves, ah Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Try to treat man like baby Feel the teeth sink in like rabies Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Boy, you know you don't look fly Them gold chains turn your neck green, bye Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Nothin' different now (Woo) All around now (Woo) Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me? Wear your shit upon your sleeve, stop projectin' on me Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me? Kill the ego now, what that make of me? Angle widescreen, couple sips of Tanqueray I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena Lose time, pen it style, spiced up, jalapeño Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle Slightly silence crowd better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable Got this hot ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible Impendin' death is the only sign of life I'm throwin' Hail Marys 'til I die Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again Fast track to last place, I swear, I've never been up top But I'm up here somewhere Out here, nobody can tell me shit Shit, never mind what I did back then You should take a look at yourself instead Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Hoo! Voodoo Man Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn Co-colonized Chris-ti-an Now I'm losin' my reli-gi-on God damn, so narcissistic this millennium Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank? All these diamonds in my face, I'm shinin' like the day I'm livin' in my prime, man, what can I say? If the service is a hour, I'm a hour late

Woke up this mornin 50 miles from New Orleans And I could not find my baby My wallet or blue jeans And all I gots what I believe And a shoe for kickin rocks out by the road Well I've seen you twice before but I will not see you again I know it's you that left me stranded out in no where Lousian' From the swamp out by the highway to the other side of Houston here I go. Oh babe, why can't you see You're the only thing as heartless as me That I ever met Ever since you left beyond the place I'd never leave Well another thing I'll never do Is love you like I did I left the lights on for ya mama You told me I was a kid How the hell'd you have the heart To never let me know I was alone? Drove all the way to Texas with us dancin' in my head Just preachin' to the window all the things I never said Got two more waitin' on me You ain't nothin like I ever seen back home Oh babe, why can't you see You're the only thing as heartless as me That I ever met Ever since you left beyond the place I'd never leave I'm out here on the edge of town There ain't no lookin back Bout 80 pages to the wind blowin' white smoke from the stacks You can find me on the front porch Of the A frame out in Big Hill gettin' high Oh babe, why can't you see You're the only thing as heartless as me That I ever met Ever since you left beyond the place I'd never leave

In the city of dreams, lies the city's ghost There's a beginning, there's a middle and an end In this city we reach out for the middle ground We throw a great party, so hearts will start to mend We forgive, at least we try In the midst of the sea of dreams lies a perfect storm And in the sea of tears lies a city ghost In the spirit of the Mardi Gras Well, the people hope that their lives will get better The people hope that their lives will get better I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by Anne Rice And go on down Bourbon Street I see a sea of smiles I see a haunted city reaching out I see hope in all their faces Behind the mask of Mardi Gras Where the good and the righteous walk And the wicked as well I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by the vampires I wanna dress up, oh yeah I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by Anne Rice And go down Bourbon Street, mmm Go on down Bourbon Street Within these rooms, I go up to my balcony And I hang the paintings on the wall And I open up my gallery and I open up my doors I stare at the city, I stare at my city I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by the vampires I wanna get back to New Orleans I wanna sing out in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by Anne Rice Go down Bourbon Street Go down Bourbon Street Go on down Bourbon Street Go on down Bourbon Street Go on down, go on down, go on down Go on down Bourbon Street In the city of tears, lies the city of ghost

In the city of dreams, lies the city's ghost There's a beginning, there's a middle and an end In this city we reach out for the middle ground We throw a great party, so hearts will start to mend We forgive, at least we try In the midst of the sea of dreams lies a perfect storm In the sea of tears lies a city ghost In the spirit of the Mardi Gras Well, the people hope that their lives will get better The people hope that their lives will get better I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by Anne Rice And go on down Bourbon Street I see a sea of smiles I see a haunted city reaching out I see hope in all their faces Behind the mask of Mardi Gras Where the good and the righteous walk And the wicked as well (ooh ooh) I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by the vampires (ooh ooh) I wanna dress up, ooh yeah I wanna wear feathers and lace (la, la, la, la) I wanna brush by Anne Rice And go down Bourbon Street, mm-mm Go on down Bourbon Street Within these rooms, I go up to my balcony And then I put the paintings on the wall And I open up my gallery and I open up my doors And I stare at the city (ooh ooh), yes I stare at my city I wanna get a room in New Orleans I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by the vampires (ooh ooh) (ah) I wanna get back to New Orleans I wanna sing out in the streets of the French Quarter I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads I wanna wear feathers and lace I wanna brush by Anne Rice (ooh ooh) Go down Bourbon Street (ooh ooh) Go down Bourbon Street (ooh ooh) Go on down Bourbon Street (ooh ooh) Go on down, go on down, go on down Go on down Bourbon Street In the city of tears, lies the city ghost

Come on I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans and leavin' all of this behind Headin' south from Detroit I got Cajun cookin' on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right I'll be high 10 Rollin' till the early morning break daylight A jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna start my day But when the sun goes down we gonna "bon temps roulez" Hey I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans where the stars on the sidewalk shine Burnin' through Mississippi with the Big Easy on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right And I'm gonna party like the devil if the Neville brothers play tonight Jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna make my day Down on the Bayou singing Hey Pocky Way I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine Down in New Orleans good peoples they's hard to find I bet he's making gumbo and drinkin' homemade wine A jukebox shakin' and breakin' down in New Orleans I'll be the highest hillbilly that Bourbon Street has ever seen Oh yeah, yeah I'm goin' down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm goin' down to New Orleans and leavin' all of this behind If the good Lord's willing and the rivers don't start to rise And when I get to New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right Said in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right All the cats in the cradle gonna rock this kid tonight Oh hey A jukebox shakin' and breakin' down in New Orleans And if you're payin' for fun a french quarters really all you need I'm going Down to New Orleans Down to New Orleans [Repeat] Going down, down Down, down tonight [Repeat]

I'll miss the quarter, the magnolias And the Pontchartrain And the french market on a Saturday I'll miss the feel of this place I'll miss the bayou sunrise The Mardi Gras and the second lines Bourbon jazz, sidewalk kids With bottlecap taps dancing for tips But I'm leaving New Orleans There's too much of you in this town Your memories like moss in the trees Every corner it's just hanging around Well the Big Easy ain't so easy Hard to say it but baby come morning I'll be rolling like the Mississippi Leaving New Orleans Well I like highways so maybe LA Is the place for me If I point these wheels T'wards a Hollywood sign All those miles can clear my mind Well I can watch a horse race On some blue grass Where the bourbon's made Get some rays in the sunshine state Hit Seattle if I need a little rain But I'm leaving New Orleans There's too much of you in this town Your memories like moss in the trees Every corner it's just hanging around Well the Big Easy ain't so easy Hard to say it but baby come morning I'll be rolling like the Mississippi Leaving New Orleans I guess our good times have rolled away Well, laissez les bons temps rouler Leaving New Orleans There's too much of you in this town Your memories like moss in the trees Every corner it's just hanging around Well the Big Easy ain't so easy Hard to say it but baby come morning Yeah I'm leaving New Orleans There's too much of you in this town Your memories like moss in the trees Every corner it's just hanging around Well the Big Easy ain't so easy Hard to say it but baby come morning I'll be rolling like the Mississippi Leaving New Orleans Yeah I'm leaving New Orleans Goodbye New Orleans I'm leaving New Orleans