Chelsea Child

I swear I’m not getting it
Never going home
I swear when you hit me
I’ll point two fingers at your dome
The preachers are quitting it
Now I’m on my own
And I said i’ll call back
But I never really answer my phone
Everybody moves town
Everybody’s strung out
But it feels so right
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
Chelsea
All of the demons
We are running from
They are breaking their teeth off
Choking on their twisted tongues
Everybody moves town
Put their faces on the ground
But it feels so right
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
Chelsea
And everybody knows
Everybody gets stoned
Everybody gets stoned
Everybody gets stoned
Yeah right
And I’m a chelsea child
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
I’m a Chelsea child
A Chelsea child
Chelsea