Luyện nghe bài hát Joan Of Arc (3'42)

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

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

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

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

I give her a cigarette
She starts to and smoke, and smoke
even saints forget
I don't to sound like a fascist
But it's wrong to with matches

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

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

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