Joan Jett of Arc

She'd fix me a dinner of sunflower seeds

And ready-whipped topping inhalers

And take me down south

With hall and oats in her mouthMy first love, my Joan Jett of Arc

My black heart was heavy

But her mom's cougar was fast

As little pink houses were whistledAnd it was all you can eat

At the sizzler that night

My steak burnin' Joan Jett of Arc

My steak burnin' Joan Jett of ArcAnd the shopping malls and roller rinks

All dimmed their lights cicadas

And crickets were silent and the train tracks

Like stitches skidding bicycle tiresAs I slipped in my Joan Jett of Arc

And the birds that were crushed

Once had air in their bones

As oil was refined in her honor