Lyrics

Self-involved with self romance I heard someone ask me to dance Well, I'm too tied up playing in bands Yeah, verse to chorus, high demand Whisky in a wine glass "The Origin of the Universe" Yeah, you are something dangerous It's head to head and heart to heart and Finger to finger, the creation of man Postmodernalia, regular obsession Mother or muse or I'm useless once again Yeah, the Queen of Hеarts has played her cards Second from thе sun, but still Here's Venus, perched upon her shell She hands the girl a precious pearl In love and sex, the future swells It's ooh la la, the Queen of Hearts "The Origin of the Universe" Yeah, you are something dangerous It's head to head and heart to heart and Finger to finger, the creation of man Postmodernalia, regular obsession Mother or muse or I'm useless once again Yeah, the Queen of Hearts has played her cards