Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Monday

Catalogue princess, seductress
Hiding in her cellophane in glitter town
Awaiting the in his white Capri
young Tarzan courts the bedsit queen

She's playing the actress in this bedroom
She's learning her lines from magazines
all her pearls from her childhood dreams
Auditioning for the leading role on the screen

my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child
One day they really you, you'll charm them with that smile
But for now it's another Chelsea Monday
Chelsea

In the of dreamers
Drifting her incense in the labyrinth of London
Playing with faces in the neon wonderland
to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark
To Chelsea

She'll pray for Sundays as she enters saffron sunsets
Conjure phantom from the tattered shreds of dawn
Fulfilled and yet the St.Tropez mirage
Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered
Of Chelsea
Chelsea Monday

Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed
One day they love you, you'll charm them with that smile
But for now it's just another Monday
Sweet Monday

Hello John, did you see the standard four hours ago?
Fished a young out of the old father
Blond hair, eyes
She said she to be an actress or something
Nobody knows where she from, where she was going
Funny was she had a smile on her face
She was
a waste

Catalogue princess, apprentice
Buried in her cellophane world in glitter
Of Monday
Chelsea
She was dreaming
She was only
Chelsea
She was only
She was dreaming
Monday
She was dreaming
She was only
She was dreaming
She was dreaming