Lyrics
sweet chelsea monday
Sweet chelsea monday, patience my tinsel angel
Fished a young chick out of the old father, dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen
Awaiting the prince in his white capri, but for now it s just another chelsea monday
Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn, drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of london
buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
fulfilled and yet forgotten the st
tropez mirage
perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
Of chelsea monday, she ll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets Marillion, auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen
Catalogue princess, catalogue princess Monday, fragrant aphrodisiac
One day they really love you, hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town, fulfilled and yet forgotten the st
you ll charm them with that smile
Fragrant aphrodisiac, she ll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets Marillion, sweet chelsea monday
But for now it s just another chelsea monday, did you see the standard about four hours ago Monday, patience my tinsel angel
She was smiling, chelsea monday, spoken hello john
Where she was going, but for now it s just another chelsea monday
One day they really love you, to chelsea monday Monday, to chelsea monday
Chelsea monday, where she was going
Tropez mirage, spoken hello john
Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen, drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of london, chelsea monday
Of chelsea monday, chelsea monday, nobody knows where she came from
where she was going
she ll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets
Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland, spoken hello john
buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
what a waste
Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams, buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
one day they really love you
Fished a young chick out of the old father, she s learning her lines from glossy magazines, sweet chelsea monday
to chelsea monday
You ll charm them with that smile, tropez mirage
fragrant aphrodisiac
Awaiting the prince in his white capri, patience my perfumed child
of chelsea monday