Текст песни Alice Donut - Joan Of Arc (3`42)
Alice Donut - Joan Of Arc (3`42) слова песни
There`s lots of things in a human headthat I hope I never have to touch.She likes the taste of burning flesh,cannibals eat their love.I`m a sucker for romantic stuff.She peeled the skin right off her faceand left it lying on the bathroom floor.I put it into my suitcase,I couldn`t leave it like that.Just in case she wants it back.Joan of Arc keeps burning up.It`s hard to go out with a saint,who`s french and comes from France.I start to scream I almost faint.She`s got the stigmata,I want the stigmata.I give her a Marlboro cigarette.She starts to smoke and smoke and smoke,sometimes even saints forget.I don`t want to sound like a fascist,but it`s wrong to play with matches.Joan of Arc keeps burning up.Joan of Arc,you hot little Catholic bitch oooh.You`re a martyr from France,I`m just an average guy from New Jersey.But we have fire, burning, heat oooh.You`ve got the stigmata,I want the stigmata.Joan of Arc keeps burning up.