Из альбома: Mock Heroic
She digs holes in Heaven and then laughs
When I catch a glimpse from way down here
I'm crawling up the lamp post like a worm
She flips the switch and leaves me blind
I've known evil, mean, bad people
Kinder than that
If you're such a saint reprieve me
And I've known traitors and deceivers
Kinder than that
If you're such a saint don't leave me
I have been an ornament for hoods
And I've been the driver of a car
Now I've left the driving up to her
And she does not know or care where we are
She and Joan of Arc were having lunch
Today down at the Blue Room
She told Joan she'd like to barbecue
Then laughed as Joan began to cry