Doug Anthony All Stars - Joan of Arc lyrics

She was gifted in warfare, sweet as a sparrow. Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom. Her sword was true, her faith her armour. Bom bom bom 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 Orlèans a man they made. 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 bom bom bom bom bom bom. And cooked her up in a suit of tin, Tin tin tin tin tin tin tin. Oh Joan Of Arc, Joan Of Arc, Joan Of Arc, Oh Joan Of Arc.