The hurricane approaches and it's comforting to see
The way folks come together when faced with a tragedy.
Friendship and camraderie, folks sharing what they've got
Are on display for all to see in this great city - NOT!!!!!!

The roads are filled with maniacs! Folks weaving in an out
Shouting, screaming, yelling insults, leaving little doubt
That anyone who tries to drive takes their lives in their hands
While flashing middle fingers in ways we all understand.

Gas stations overflowing...everybody getting gas.
Waiters screaming, shouting "Hey, you moron! Move your ass!!"
Little ladies all confused at how the handle works,
Unsympathetic rednecks acting like pathetic jerks.

People fight at Wal-Mart over batteries and stuff.
Plywood? You could fill the store and still not have enough.
People over ninety fighting for that one last sheet...
Lines that go forever lining up and down the street.

That can of Coke that cost less than a buck just yesterday
Now costs two fifty, maybe more. You want it? Gotta pay.
Price-gouging is now everywhere and makes the tempers flare
Shots ring out and someone dies - nobody seems to care.

They say that Frances is a giant monster with her size.
The turbulence that she creates wreaks havoc in the skies.
Of all the hurricanes we've seen they say that she's the worst.
I hope she gets here soon before we kill each other first!!!!