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realize I feel abandoned
Workman—you’re not alone
Joan—O yes I feel so
Workman—Ooo no
Joan—abandoned by my protectors
Workman—Always here by your side

alone
While her and Prince Charming are eating scones
Days spent waiting by the phone
But she's got a new love all her own
Joan, Joan, Joan, Joan of Arc

ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
They will all fall
You will die by my hands

Dear Joan
I'd pick up the pieces,
but some scattered too far
See, they flew when I kicked them

I know you believed when I said it was over
You stood by

Dear Joan

Tabitha's Secret

Live

2000

was over
You stood by me patiently, waiting and brooding
So deeply in love, with every face that I've shown

Dear Joan I wanted to say, I'm sorry

was over
You stood by me patiently waiting and broken
so deeply in love with every face that i've shown
and Dear Joan I wanted to say
I'm sorry for

Dear Joan

Rob Thomas

...Something More

2005

when I said it was over
You stood by me patiently waiting and brooding
So deeply in love
With every face I've shown

Dear Joan I wanted to say 
I'm

You'll never know (Hey, Joan)
You'll never know
Just what your sweet vibes do to me (Will you sit back by me?)
You'll never know (It's that record we

Sometimes it’s first things you do
First time ever in life you do it
By necessity you have to do it
And this is.. kind of a story about that sort

torn apart by your ultraviolence
break my heart with your graveyard silence
in the dark take my soul i'm dying
break my heart with your graveyard

at the vultures flying
Over my culture science and art of ultraviolence

I've been baptized in the sunshowers
Sniffing cream soda angel dust & gunpowder
I am

do this shit my way
You know I'm bout that Ultraviolence pew pew I Lana Del Spray
Dragon 'em, Nikita
I'm snapping on 'em Ryvita
You're ragging on me

the safety of his car
The words found with too much ease
Joan of Arc revisited
Joan of Arc glistened
Distracted by the pretty and pull at the skirt
Sent

as it were
It was all because of her
Natalie Joan I wish i sooner could've known
That my glass would turn half full with you
Natalie Joan I hope you never

Joan said something:
"Don't feel too bad being weird"
She said she and Bobby adieu
Were going home again
'Cause everyone around here is crazy

will be forever silenced
by mass-destruction elevated to a science
you offer no resistance, show no defiance
you will learn the meaning...

By my command, satanic forces
Striking in might, four blackened horses
Blood raining down, across all nations
The ancient lands, lost generations

Bigmouth Strikes Again

The Smiths

The Queen Is Dead

1986

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

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

Bigmouth Strikes Again

Morrissey

Live at Earls Court

2005

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

pleasures, ultra-violence

Away, I hide in agony
Tormented by the obscure 
Encrusted in dying condition
Left to chance, to wrong choices
Tortuous paths form

Conceived in ultra-violence
Rage induced by death
Soldiers raped and pillaged
War unveiled its wrath
Hated by his mother
For what he'd represent

a sound, by letter or phone
Where is my Joan

When I was young love was far from my mind
Never the loving kind like Joanie was
I guess she loved me but then

watching and manipullating
holding their gavels and their bibles


tring to live and trying to escape
ultraviolence takes it's place
we aren't being heard by