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Lyricist: The Smiths
Lyrics:
Sweetness Sweetness, I was only joking when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head
Oh sweetness Sweetness, I was only joking when I said By rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her walkman started to melt
Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her hearing aid started to melt
Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race Bigmouth Bigmouth Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place with the human race
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