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To burn her at the stake Would be a grave mistake From the ashes she will rise Like St. Joan, she never dies There are secrets in the flames And she
the bedroom on you girl, Oh my, you're mine, I'm King St. John Divine unhealthy queen who's the queen of town? Rain rain rain the walls Joan Miro's way
hang on for Joan and drink Bonet all day So come on over to St. Feliu 'cause it's somewhere I've been and I want to take you there You know that waking
St. Joan Burning in my bed What can I do there's voices in my head Butterflies and lullabies here inside my kerosene dream Lighting up the sky
is a cryin' shame But losing at loving is worse Oh Somebody call up St. Peter You better hurry Or I might get there first Losing a game is
Al'Diable Hemingway O'Diab Dr. Thompson, O'Diab St. Joan O'Diab Village Paeople, O'Diab Rolling Stones Someone's got to talk about accountability
long, seventeen and gone But what I learned from St. Joan Is heed to the voice in your heart in this life, this life I'll cross time, I'll break
Some days I am Caesar Some days I am Christ Some days St. Theresa By golly, some days I play nice And some days I am a mother fucking werewolf
nobodies, once I was a pheasant Iwas there when Ceasar bled and I followed where Moses led I wrote the words Mohammed said, I kissed the ground where St.
a saint to the broken man Maybe I'm Judas kissing your cheek with a dagger in your back St Paul, Joan of Arc, anyone that ya like We're all one in the same
Somewhere St David wished for the lake. To turn dark before the virgin Joan of Arc To reveal her leaving hour. Tiger tiger in the night They took away her
Some days I am Caesar Some days I am Christ Some days St. Theresa Some days I play nice And some days I’m a motherfucking werewolf I am a cannibal
Day one 3x (best friend you my best friend) Day one 3x (best friend you my best friend) Girl you know you know that 1st verse: Chinese dinner for my
like the man Sometimes I feel like a saint St Patrick Green will bring hate Joan of Arc Nah Joan and spark when forgettin mistakes Cuz I be workin hard
they love the way I put it down 100% UK hit them with the pound Officer Leng dont wanna see me in town 21st century king sitting with a crown 21st
the range of our complexions For rubber pellet scars on Auntie Elna's back I march Fist raised caramel shinin in all our glory For Mauritius, St, Helena;
broken shelf They never fix a thing Kerouac, St Augustine Love affairs fit for a Queen Their faded faces so pristine In your little black book But your
as the man who always loan shit Probably why we've grown apart, I seen that shit like Joan of Arc Visions of me packing up Headin east to Africa Wonder why
KB The General: 1st Verse I remember when we was Kids I’m looking back I’m laughing at stupid Shit that we did You protect my heart You was there
waging war as art I'll be St Sebastian. You be Joan of Arc. We'll die again and again
una cosa que és veritat I és que l'estiu sempre ha arribat Suspires mentre cremen tots els focs de St Joan Els pares no ho entenen però són el millor
me A hug you big lug yo a nigga valentine prone Got shorties steady showing me They're palatine bones agh Keep it clandestine Joan Nobody got to know
Adut Akech Joan smalls Paid the cost to be the boss Bobby roache Body for days All the campaigns He slays Bobby roache Body for days All the campaigns He
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