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