Deanna

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

O Deanna
 O Deanna!
 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
 This little angel that I squeezin'
 She ain't been mean to me

O Deanna
 O Deanna!
 O Deanna
 You are my friend and my partner
 O Deanna
 On this house on the hill
 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

O Deanna
 I am a-knocking
 O Deanna
 With my toolbox and my stocking
 O Deanna
 And I'll meet you on the corner
 O Deanna
 Yes, you point it like a finger
 O Deanna
 And squeeze its little thing
 O Deanna
 Feel its kick, hear its bang
 And let no worry about its issue
 Don't worry about where its been
 and don't worry about where it hits
 Cause it just ain't yours to sin

O Deanna
 No it just ain't your to sin
 O Deanna
 Sweet Deanna
 O Deanna
 And we ain't getting any younger
 O Deanna
 And I don't intend gettin' any older
 O Deanna
 The sun a hump at my shoulder
 O Deanna
 O Deanna!
 O Deanna
 Sweet Deanna
 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 of money
 I'm down here for your soul