| The mona lisa’s sister doesn’t smile | 
| She tried to pose but only for a while | 
| Leonardo sent her home since then she has lived alone | 
| With her few belongings and a copy of a painting of herself unhappy | 
| She is going to burn it when she’s ready | 
| Get started, start a fire | 
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| Get started, start a fire | 
| Marilyn was lying all alone with an empty bottle by the phone | 
| Kennedy was not around she was cold when she was found | 
| But she’d gone where the goddesses are sleeping | 
| Where the molten tongues of flame are leaping | 
| Or where the angel’s hearts are beating | 
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| Joan of arc was burning at the stake somebody had made a big mistake | 
| She had lit a cigarette in an aiport where you get | 
| All your fingers taken off for smoking. | 
| Meanwhile up the road a factory’s choking | 
| The ones who killed her work there I’m not joking | 
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