Luyện nghe bài hát Joan Of Arc (3'42)

There's of things in a human head
That I hope I never have to
She likes the taste of burning
Cannibals eat their love, I'm a for romantic stuff

She the skin right off her face
And it lying on the bathroom floor
I put it into my suitcase, I couldn't leave it like
Just in she want it back

Joan, of Arc keeps burning up
Joan, Joan of Arc keeps up

It's hard to go out with a
Who's and comes from France
I start to scream, I faint
got the stigmata, I want the stigmata

I her a Marlboro cigarette
She starts to smoke and smoke, and
even saints forget
I don't want to sound a fascist
But it's wrong to play matches

Joan, of Arc keeps burning up
Joan, of Arc keeps burning up

of Arc, Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc
You hot Catholic bitch, ooh
You're a from France
I'm just a regular guy New Jersey
But we burning fire and heat, ooh
You've got the stigmata, I want the

Joan, Joan of Arc keeps up
Joan, Joan of Arc keeps up