A Greyhound Named Chelsea

Sundays bring the bed stains, brings the bad pains again

But one day when I’m boring, I’ll tell some stories, laugh and cry

But what now while I’m still young, while I’m still dumb, get it in man

‘Cause one day when I’m boring, I’ll tell some stories, laugh and die

God, God give me some basic needs, a greyhound named Chelsea, chalice of ecstasy