The Smiths

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 

(From the 1986 song, "Bigmouth Strikes Again.")