[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 them 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