Dear deer - Joan

Oh ! Joan ! She’s hearing, voices, Joan She smells, smells like roasted ham Screaming screen scenes, Too far, To be seen Oh ! Joan ! Oh ! Joan ! Get off , Get off the track now, You’re beating, A dead horse dead horse now Oh ! Joan ! Oh ! Joan ! Epileptic Seizure That’s a phone call ! From the heights are rising, Waves of milky venom Oh ! Joan ! Oh ! Joan ! Thrown into the fire, Woman in the night, Pageboy in the day, She is getting lit, it’s so bright Were you the only girl, On the battlefield, Painfully puffy, There’s boiling blood, all over Screaming screen scenes, Too far, right, To be seen She’s a crisp in yo