Luyện nghe bài hát Joan Of Arc (3'42)

There's lots of things in a head
That I hope I never to touch
She likes the of burning flesh
eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff

She peeled the skin right off her
And left it lying on the bathroom
I put it into my suitcase, I leave it like that
Just in case she it back

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

It's to go out with a saint
Who's French and comes from
I start to scream, I faint
She's got the stigmata, I the stigmata

I give her a Marlboro
She to smoke and smoke, and smoke
even saints forget
I don't want to sound like a
But wrong to play with matches

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

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

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