She was gifted in warfare, sweet as a sparrow Bom ba-ba bom bom bom bom Her sword was truth, her faith her armour Bom ba-ba bom bom bom bom
Oh Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc Joan of Arc, oh Joan of Arc
There was a bone of contention about her gender Was she male or female, Or some weird hybrid, we dare not mention, Where did the dominant genitals prevail? Was the Maid of Orlans a man-made maid?
Oh Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc Joan of Arc, oh Joan of Arc
I think I love her - cos she's hot I think I want her - quite a lot And it's a pity that she's not - alive
They put her on the boil just like a lobster Bom ba-ba bom bom bom bom And cooked her up in a suit of Tin tin-tin tin tin tin tin
Oh Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc Joan of Arc, oh Joan of Arc