O DEANNA Sweet Deanna! O DEANNA You know you are my friend, yeah O DEANNA And I ain\'t down here for your money 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 No carpet on the floor And the winding cloth holds many moths Around your Ku Klux furniture I cum of death-head in your frock 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 This is a car O DEANNA This is a gun O DEANNA And this a day number one O DEANNA Our little crimeworn histories Black and 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 leaving in their beds And we\'ll unload into their heads On this mean season [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/B7ir ] This little angel that I squeezin\' She ain\'t been mean to me O DEANNA