They wanted images when images weren't spoken
They depended upon illusions
Calling the illusion gold and glitter
And they came in tired
And they said "Tired was the end of the line"
Well, I can't save you
Joan of Arc...this time
Turn to the wall, baby
Turn it to the wall, now
Turn it to the wall
Joan of Arc
Turn to the wall, baby
Turn it to the wall, now
Woah, no, there's really nothing that you can do for me
To make me better
Well, there's a few martyrs in a century
They take a limousine
Because everything else is taken care of
And they don't even know what they died for
Turn to the wall
Turn it to the wall
Joan of Arc
Ooh, turn to the wall
Turn to the wall
Turn it to the wall, baby
Turn it to the wall, child
Gone like the wind
Like the stars in the dust
Well, her little toy soldier
Is covered with rust and
Your beautiful eyes, woah, well, they look sad to me now
And I don't even know why you left me
She saw it all, it was a tiresome ending
He stormed out, hearing the door slamming
Behind him
Ooh, she didn't even know why he left her
He said, "Turn it to the wall, baby
Turn to the wall
Turn to the wall, baby
You go up against the wall, now
Turn it to the wall, Joan
Ooh....turn it to the wall, baby
Turn to the wall, now
Ooh...up against the wall, baby
Well, I can't save you this time
Turn it to the wall, baby
Turn to the wall
Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no....
So turn it to the wall
Get up against the wall, baby
She says, "Is there anything that I can do for you
To make you better?"
So, just turn it to the wall, baby
Turn to the wall
Oh, no, there's really nothing that you can do
Turn to the wall, Joan
Ooh, turn to the wall
Turn it to the wall, now
Up against the wall
Joan of Arc
Oh, no....
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