Paroles de Chelsea Baby

Chelsea baby let's run away To some third world country Exploit the workers, rape the land Get money for dope from your old man Chelsea baby what's with your pops Each time i call, he sends the cops Meet me at the crumbs' show tonight Pack your shit. we'll be alright! Auntie tipper raided your underwear drawer & burned your riot grrl shirt & called You "whore" & playing the fascist p.m.r.c role She wiped her butt with m.r.r Chelsea hates her mom & chelsea hates her dad Chelsea hates the state she finds it very sad So grab your shit tonight & man We'll flee & squat under a bridge in the florida keys