Marc Bolan - Chateau In Virginia Waters lyrics

Broken English words cracked the air like a bell She had a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures Her silver car a silver cloud cloaked the air in a shroud Her pearly author's teeth tore the seasoned cedar coloured pheasant Her one rich wish is to write a book about A Venetian mother's problems on a barge in little Venice She peers at the portrait of her poetess grandmother Who's theatrical in character Wise just like Socrates She sinks her nails into the aged canvas But the power from the wordster's head was cool and shrill and frightening Miss Drag is intermingled with the powder-blue chaise lounge She types some acid words to her hairless Havana art dealer