It's just like you, oh, Chelsea Blue   To ask me to fly and then you tether my wings   I always knew, oh, Chelsea Blue   How cold is the blood that flows through your veins?      You patronize and you condescend   You delude yourself and you pretend      Too often wiser but also more despised   I swear by all the saints I will avenge you   I'm not ungracious but I'm also not obliged   And I won't apologize if I offend you      One man's trash is another's treasure   And one man's poison is another's pleasure      There's always two sides to a story   Do you abhor me or adore me?      I've been dying to tell you, Chelsea, Chelsea Blue   That privilege is a flight of your conceited imagination   Does it surprise you that I despise you?   And I thank God for my emancipation      You raise your sword to my olive branch   And your empire falls like an avalanche      How can you live in such denial?   Small minded prejudice is so vile   Chelsea Blue, I despise you