Joan Pt 1, 2
Joan, Joan, tell me, are you dead or are you angry?
Did you change your clothes again? You said red was all the rage
With you head upon a stake, you said I can feel the rain
Hide, hide Tommy, Joan hasn't got a gun
But she'll change the tide to bury you
Don't you know Tommy, there's a woman in the moon
High, high, crystal moon
I want you to take me, take me soon
I am tired of all the hate
I wanna dance upon your dinnerplate
I'm proud of you, you died as you
But as my own body looks at me
Distorted by the waves
Says it will all be alright
It will all be okay
Next time leave me a halo
Next time leave me my mind
I knew who you were before
And I don't mind