Luyện nghe bài hát Joan of Arc

There's of things in a human head
That I hope I have to touch
She the taste of burning flesh
eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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