Floods had destroyed most of the neighborhoods
everybody was living on the second floor
People wanted more before their own houses could be repaired
before they even fixed the front door
The ground was filthy
Debris huddled around buildings like gardens
One man won his fame on a song
He didn't get his money but he wanted it all
Before everything was improved
The singing man tried his hand at seduction
But the woman he sought was now married
And the city rebuilt as the singer cried
They tried to build a spa pool on the second floor
when they barely had the power to work a stove
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