Letra “Joan of the Stockyards – Procession/The Host” Official Lyrics
the brooding, dancing to calypso
Look in your eyes and see your lonely
Want to be old, have they gone loose now?
Wow. Alright everybody, give it up for Joan d’Arc. Big round of applause, please, for miss Joan d’Arc. She’s working so hard to entertain you folks tonight. Yes, such a stunning talent, mind and body. Yes, that’s right. She’s a looker, if I do say so myself. As a matter of fact… she’s looking right at you. All the time. What’d you expect? Why are you here, anyway? Who are you? Did you lose something? Are you here for escape? I’m afraid that’s not how this works. This place is no еscape from yourself, I can’t help you. I am not your keepеr. You look stuck, sitting there with your begging hands and your open wound of a face, looking around and seeing only a mirror reflecting your loneliness back at you. Pathetic. You must have lost something! Do you feel a thing anymore, lost out there in the dark? Would you notice if I reached into your chest and wrapped my fingers around your clammy heart, and tossed it in the toilet with your car keys, and the rest of the shit, and the vomit, and-
Motherfucker! Ah fuck! Okay, alright, okay, everything’s fine. Everybody just sit tight, you’re gonna have to forgive me for that. We’ve got a second set of Joan coming up in a few. She, uh, really, she’s really a trip, you know she knows how to make the, uh, the political personal