Joan Crawford Lyrics

Joan Crawford lyrics

Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy,
They're laughing just like hungry
dogs in the street,
Policemen are hiding 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 no,
Joan Crawford has risen from the grave.
Joan
Crawford has risen from the grave.

Catholic schoolgirls have thrown away
their mascara,
They chain themselves to the axles of big Mack trucks,
The
sky is filled with hurt and shivering angels,
The fat lady lives! Children,
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.

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
from the grave
Joan Crawford has risen...