Chelsea Wishes

Are you out there?

Celia says she’s a bisexual lover of music

And I can’t get over the night we had

In my head I am always there in paris

C’est la vie c’est la mort for me baby

Charlie has us over to meet his baby

And I’m in love with the city of death

Ancient walls to build my mind up

They will take me expatriate

They are children of Le Marais, partying to a world on fire

Take me there and leave me on the pyre

Are you out there?