歌词
Junkies down in
Brooklyn are goin' crazy
They're laughin' just like hungry dogs in the street
Policemen are hidin' behind the skirts of little girls
Their eyes have turned the color of frozen meat
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Catholic school girls have thrown away their mascara
They chain themselves to the axles of big mac trucks
The sky is filled with herds of shiverin' angels
The fat lady laughs, "Gentlemen, start your trucks"
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Christina, mother's home
Christina, come to mother
ChristinaJoan
Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen
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