Walking in the winding halls of god
You see a girl her last name's Arc
She couldn't read or find anyone
So she became a fighting nun
Teenage peasant
Virginity on lock
Mad cow disease
And she heard people talk
Wasn't very smart
(Her name was Joan of Arc)
She finally fell in love with a guy
You could say he was the apple of her eye
They rode into battle it was a thrill
Then she found out every child he would kill
Teenage peasant
Virginity on lock
Mad cow disease
And she heard people talk
Wasn't very smart
(Her name was Joan of Arc)
Angels started to whisper in her ear
They said at once she had to interfere
Seventeen years old nothing left to lose
Then she got in trouble for wearing pantaloons
Burned at the stake
Three f*cking times
It wasn't a mistake because she really couldn't die
(Aaah)
At least the first two times
(Aah)
Burned at the stake
Three f*cking times
It wasn't a mistake because she really couldn't die
(Now I know how Joan of Arc felt)
At least the first two times
(I'm gonna call my lawyer)
At least the first two times
(911 Hello this is Joan of Arc I'm on fire)