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 school girls have thrown away their mascara 
They chain themselves to the axles of big Mac [bad word] 
The sky is filled with herds of shivering angels 
The fat lady laughs, "Gentlemen, start your [bad word]  

Oh 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 

Christina 
Mother's home 
Christina [bad word] to mother 
Christina 

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