Chelsea
Phoebe Bridgers"Chelsea" is a song by Phoebe Bridgers, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:24 long and contains 41 lines and 285 words.
Lyrics
0:18For a chemical imbalance you sure know how to ride a train
0:26Your revolution is a deathbed and the music is your maid
0:35When someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray
0:44Only your lonesome lies beside you
0:48For you told me not to stay
0:54You are somebody's baby
0:57Some mother held you near
1:02No it's not important they're just pretty words my dear
1:10There is no distraction that can make me disappear
1:18No there's nothing that won't remind you
1:23I will always be right here
1:28And you spit the blood back spit the blood back
1:32Baby I'm amazed that you're alright
1:38Oh so long prison boy I won't be home with you tonight
1:56We're both very sick our muscles all worn down
2:03It's as if we are one-hundred
2:07No I won't still be around
2:11Because I've fallen yes I've fallen right into the love I found
2:18They wrong
2:20Long before I reach one-hundred
2:25I'll have fallen to the ground
2:31And for generations
2:34Their romances make us more
2:38It's much less than than ever was
2:42Before the Chelsea and the floor
2:46Make us stand before the masses like
2:50Two speakers for the poor poor
2:55When there was no revolution
2:59Nothing we were fighting for
3:05And you spit the blood back spit the blood back
3:09Baby I'm amazed that you're alright
3:15Oh so long prison boy I won't be home
3:21I won't be home
3:22I won't be home with you tonight
3:36And you can call the service bell
3:44When we stay at the Chelsea hotel
3:51And I'll stay out of my own head
4:01Oh so long prison boy I won't be home
4:07I won't be home
4:09I won't be home with you tonight
4:24Tonight
For a chemical imbalance you sure know how to ride a train Your revolution is a deathbed and the music is your maid When someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray Only your lonesome lies beside you For you told me not to stay You are somebody's baby Some mother held you near No it's not important they're just pretty words my dear There is no distraction that can make me disappear No there's nothing that won't remind you I will always be right here And you spit the blood back spit the blood back Baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh so long prison boy I won't be home with you tonight We're both very sick our muscles all worn down It's as if we are one-hundred No I won't still be around Because I've fallen yes I've fallen right into the love I found They wrong Long before I reach one-hundred I'll have fallen to the ground And for generations Their romances make us more It's much less than than ever was Before the Chelsea and the floor Make us stand before the masses like Two speakers for the poor poor When there was no revolution Nothing we were fighting for And you spit the blood back spit the blood back Baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh so long prison boy I won't be home I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight And you can call the service bell When we stay at the Chelsea hotel And I'll stay out of my own head Oh so long prison boy I won't be home I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight Tonight
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