Chelsea Monday - текст песни
Chelsea Monday
Evening standard: late one!
Evening standard: late one!...
Catalogue princessapprentice seductress
Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town
Awaiting the prince in his white capri
Dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen
She’s playing the actress in this bedroom scene
She’s learning her lines from glossy magazines
Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams
Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen
Patience my tinsel angelpatience my perfumed child
One day they really love youyou’ll charm them with that smile
But for now it’s just another chelsea mondaychelsea monday.
Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of london
Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland
Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause
To chelsea monday
She’ll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets
Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn
Fulfilled and yet forgotten the st. tropez mirage
Fragrant aphrodisiacthe withered tuberose
Of chelsea mondaysweet chelsea monday
Patience my tinsel angelpatience my perfumed child
One day they really love youyou’ll charm them with that smile
But for now it’s just another chelsea mondaysweet chelsea monday
(spoken:) hello johndid you see the standard about four hours ago?
Fished a young chick out of the old father
Blond hairblue eyes
She said she wanted to be an actress or something
Nobody knows where she came fromwhere she was going
Funny thing was she had a smile on her face
She was smiling
What a waste!
Catalogue princessapprentice seductress
Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
Of chelsea monday
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