Dave Stewart - Chelsea Lovers lyrics

When he found her He stayed down there With his velvet pills And her purple hair In a room so dark They could barely crawl With orange posters On Victorian walls It was Saturday night And he felt like d**h She just wanted to be loved Like anybody else Saturday night And the clock never stopped She felt like a loser On top or the pops The Chelsea lovers With guillotine lips Mascara egos Doing a magazine strip Chelsea lovers In a vicious town With lipstick futures Like a couple of clowns Strange creatures In the eider down Teenage oblivion Waiting to be crowned Holes in the mattress Where these beasts have lain Awake until morning With ice in their veins Facing each other Their eyes never met He just wanted to be straight It never happened to him yet Both of them laughing But they can't understand What it is about friendship Makes you hold your own hand The Chelsea lovers Oh how they can talk With their tongues connected And their skin like chalk Chelsea lovers They're joined at the hip With the power of madness At their fingertips Chelsea lovers With their limbs entwined Making moon sized promises From their molecule minds Stardust lovers In a Ziggy cartoon Two solemn lovers In a Chelsea room.