Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
when I said I`d like to
smash every tooth in your head
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
when I said by rights you should be
bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
now I know how Joan of Arc felt
as the flames rose to her Roman nose
and her Walkman started to melt
Bigmouth, bigmouth
bigmouth strikes again
and I`ve got no right to take my place
with the human race
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
now I know of Joan of Arc felt
as the flames rose to her Roman nose
and her hearing aid started to melt
Bigmouth, bigmouth
bigmouth strikes again
and I`ve got no right to take my place
with the human race
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