Chelsea Hotel '78 (Escovedo Alejandro)

I lived in the Chelsea once On 7th and 23rd We came to live inside the myth Of everything we heard The poets on their bar stools They just loved it when it rained They comb their hair in the mirror Grow addicted to the pain And it makes no sense And it makes perfect sense And it makes no sense And it makes perfect sense I saw Neon Leon Spider and the boys Just before the cops arrived And took off with the noise It was nothing special Just another bar The baptist Kansas City life Makes everyone a star It makes no sense (It makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) And it makes no sense (And it makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) Oh C'mon Nancy called up to her rooms Said c'mon and help us sit We went down And looked around The dealer let us in We thought he was hysterical But not the way he joked Don't know if did what he said he did Nobody really knows I stood out on the sidewalk When we busted through the door In a white tuxedo jacket (?) You know to show off that thing Nobody knows for sure We know they found us In our black underwear Dead on the bedroom floor It makes no sense (It makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) And it makes no sense (And it makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) I lived in the Chelsea once On 7th and 23rd We came to live inside the myth Of everything we'd heard The poets on their bar stools They just loved it when it rained They comb their hair in the mirror Grow addicted to the pain It makes no sense (It makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) And it makes no sense (And it makes perfect sense) And it makes perfect sense (And it makes no sense) We all through down (And it makes perfect sense) We all through dark (And it makes no sense) So we all moved out (And it makes perfect sense) So we all moved on (And it makes no sense) And on and on