SINGER: Alice Donut

SONG:Joan Of Arc

There's lots of things in a human head
that 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 face,
and left it lying on the bathroom floor.
i put it into my suitcase.
i couldn't leave it like that,
just in case she'll want it back
(chorus)
joan, joan of arc keeps burning up(2x)
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.
(chorus)
Joan of arc, joan of arc, joan of arc
you hot little catholic bitch, ooooh.
you're a martyr from france.
i'm just a regular guy from new jersey.
but we have burning, fire and heat, whoooh.
you've got the stigmata.
i want the stigmata.
(chorus)