Interpret:

Marillion

Album:

Script For A Jester's Tear

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress 
Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town 
Awaiting the prince in his 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 really love you 
You'll charm them with that smile 
But for now it's just another 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 


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 


Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child 
One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile 
But for now it's just another Chelsea Monday 


[Hello John, did you see The Standard about four hours ago? 
Fished a young chick out of The Old Father 
Blond hair, blue eyes. She said she wanted to be an actress or something 
Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going 
Funny thing was she had a smile on her face 
She was smiling, what a waste] 


Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress 
Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town 
Of Chelsea Monday