Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

Evening late one!
Evening late one!...

Catalogue princess, apprentice
Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter
Awaiting the prince in his white
Dynamic young courts the bedsit queen

She's playing the actress in bedroom scene
learning her lines from glossy magazines
Stringing all her pearls from her childhood
for the leading role on the silver screen

Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed
One day they really love you, you'll charm them with smile
But for now it's another chelsea monday, chelsea monday.

Drifting with her incense in the of london,
Playing with faces in the neon wonderland
to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
Would she dare recite at the risk of stark applause,
To chelsea

She'll pray for sundays as she enters saffron sunsets
Conjure phantom from the tattered shreds of dawn,
Fulfilled and yet forgotten the st. tropez
Fragrant aphrodisiac, the tuberose,
Of chelsea monday, sweet monday

my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child
One day they really love you, you'll charm them that smile
But for now it's just chelsea monday, sweet chelsea monday

(spoken:) hello john, did you see the standard four hours ago?
Fished a chick out of the old father
Blond hair, blue
She said she wanted to be an actress or
Nobody where she came from, where she was going
Funny was she had a smile on her face
She was
a waste!

Catalogue princess, apprentice
Buried in her world in glitter town,
Of monday