切尔西的灼伤 I was running out of trouble 我麻烦不断 You were running out of fame 你名声斐然 Streets smelled like the desert As they were putting out the flames 当他们扑灭火焰 街道散发着荒凉的气味 And Chelsea burns Chelsea burns Under my feet 而切尔西的灼伤 切尔西的灼伤归咎于我 Twenty-third was empty 西23街空空如也 I heard somebody yell 我听见有人在呼喊 A straight-laced passerby’s 编辑于2004/12/21更新