Heaven tries to find me
Hell is so afraid
Homer and Sappho try to
Remember what I said
Oh Santa Susana
Go on and cry for me
There's a shadow on my shoulder
There's a banjar on my knee
Cherokee O'Day
And Anastasia Fite
Are working in the mountains
Of chaos and delight
I see the twelve apostles
I bathe above their heads
Magdalena and Kisandra
Are singing again
Oh, Santa Susana
Go on and cry for me
There's rainbows 'round
My shoulders now
As far as I can see