Jules Verne

I went out in the morning & Burned down my house With a match I took from Jules Verne I had to cut him down I looked at Virginia With a gap between her teeth She reminded me of Jane Birkin Dragging cigarettes like steam I'm heading back In a Lincoln To the middle of nowhere With my baby She made love like a car crash Calling it like it came I held her tight like Cassius Held the middle of the ring He painted it like a prison letter The Harlequin & the Queen With the ash of the dancing lady & The genius that he'd keep I'm heading back In a Lincoln To the middle of nowhere With my baby Like a long black dream Like the thing it don't seem to be to me Shangri-La little charlatan & The whistle that you keep There's a room in the 13th corner Where we all ought to be I'm heading back In a Lincoln From the middle of nowhere With my baby Ooh ooh Ooh ooh Ooh ooh Ooh ooh