O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
O De-A-N-na
O DEANNA
Well, you know you are my friend, now
O DEANNA
And I ain’t down here for your money
and I ain’t down here for your love
I ain’t down here for your money
I’m down here for your soul
There’s no carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I cum a death’s head in your frock
and we discuss the murder plan
We discuss murder and the murder act
Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac
And death climbs in the back
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
Sweet Deanna
O DEANNA
O-ho Deanna!
O DEANNA
Well, this is a car
O DEANNA
and this is a gun
O DEANNA
And this is day number one
O DEANNA
Oh my, you
O DEANNA
Our little crimeworn histories
Black and you’re smoking christmas trees
And honey, it ain’t mystery
Why you’re a mystery to me
We will eat out of their pantries
And their parlours
Ashy leavings in their beds
And we’ll unload into their heads
On this mean season
This little angel that I’m squeezin’
She ain’t been mean to me
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
well, you’re my friend and my partner
O DEANNA
In this house on the hill
O DEANNA
And I ain’t down here for your money
No, I ain’t down here for your love
I ain’t down here for your love or money
I’m down here for your soul
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
I am a-knocking
O DEANNA
With my toolbox and my stocking
O DEANNA
And I’ll meet you on the corner
Yes, you point it like a finger
And squeeze its little thing
hear its kick, feel its bang
And let’s not worry about its issue
oh, don’t worry about where it’s been
and don’t worry about where it hits
Cause it ain’t yours to sin
O DEANNA
Cause it just ain’t yours to sin
O DEANNA
Ah, Sweet Deanna
O DEANNA
I ain’t getting any younger
O DEANNA
And you’re my friend
O DEANNA
The sun a hump at my shoulder
O DEANNA
And I don’t intend getting any older
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
Well I ain’t down here for your money
I ain’t down here for your love
I ain’t down here for your love of mo-money
I’m down here for your soul
