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Chelsea Monday

Marillion

   

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress
hiding in her  cellophane world in glitter town.
Awaiting the prince in het  white Capri
dynamic young tarzan  courts the bedsit queen.
She's playing the actress in this  bedroom scene,
she's learning her lines from glossy  magazines.
Stringing all her pearls from her  childhood dreams,
auditioning for the leading role on the  silver screen.

Patience my tinsel  angel.
Patience my perfumed  child.
One day they'll really  love you.
You will charm them with that  smile.
But for now   
It's just another Chelsea Monday   

Chelsea Monday!  

   
Drifting with her  incense in the
labyrinth of  London.
Playing games with  faces in the
neon wonderland.
Perform to scattered shadows on the
shattered cobbled  aisles.
Would she dare recite soliloquies at the
risk of stark applause?

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

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