[Hook]
Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor
She wrote many books before death came upon her
[Verse 1]
She wrote a story about an old man from the South
Who could make Negroes work without too much mouth
Then he moved them north to where the Negroes were feistier
And he had a neighbor who resembled Sidney Poitier
And the old man gone and bought, the neighbor became bad
That was easily the worst day that man had ever had
Sidney made the old man up and die of a heart attack
Or some other such thing, I really can't recall so far back
[Hook]
Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor
She wrote many books before death came upon her
[Verse 2]
She wrote a lot of tales about folks down in lazy towns
You ain't seen nothing as slow as those folks shuffling 'round
[Hook]
Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor
She wrote many books before death came upon her
Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor
She wrote many books and then death was upon her
Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor
She wrote some books and then death came upon her