Now little Johnny Jewel
Oh, he's so cool
He has no decision
He's just trying to tell a vision
Some thought that this was sad
And others thought it mad
They're just scratching the surface
JJ can do the floor kiss
Was he on display?
No, no, not today
All that guy ever said
He said "I want my little wing-head"
He's half-asleep at night
Over his head, sensation of flight
And he wake up dreaming, dreaming ...
And he runs down to the airport
The rush, the roar
And he crouched down behind a fence
With a chest full of lights
Then ... he loses his senses ...
Words & Music by Tom Verlaine
Published 1975 by Double Exposure Music, Inc
Oh, he's so cool
He has no decision
He's just trying to tell a vision
Some thought that this was sad
And others thought it mad
They're just scratching the surface
JJ can do the floor kiss
Was he on display?
No, no, not today
All that guy ever said
He said "I want my little wing-head"
He's half-asleep at night
Over his head, sensation of flight
And he wake up dreaming, dreaming ...
And he runs down to the airport
The rush, the roar
And he crouched down behind a fence
With a chest full of lights
Then ... he loses his senses ...
Words & Music by Tom Verlaine
Published 1975 by Double Exposure Music, Inc