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 mouth My first love, my Joan Jett of Arc My black heart was heavy But her mom's cougar was fast As little pink houses were whistled And it was all you can eat At the sizzler that night My steak burnin' Joan Jett of Arc My steak burnin' Joan Jett of Arc And the shopping malls and roller rinks All dimmed their lights cicadas And crickets were silent and the train tracks Like stitches skidding bicycle tires As 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