Trinity

Hot Pink Trailer Trash
Jessica Rabbit
Queen of the Soda Fountain
My Mercedes
French Toast (Cinnamon Girl)
American Bitch
Tropical Gangsta 
Alabama Cowboy Man
 
I literally could do this all day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgijyM4PIkQ&feature=player_embedded
 
the most iconic thing you will ever hear

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

Um @@Limelight, I don't think you really understood the challenge... 

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

Hot Pink Trailer Trash
Jessica Rabbit
Queen of the Soda Fountain
My Mercedes
French Toast (Cinnamon Girl)
American Bitch
Tropical Gangsta 
Alabama Cowboy Man
 
I literally could do this all day.

AH I get it now (well, I think so) - Catch and release is catching a fish and then throwing it back in water I assume. So the guy she's talking about wants to pick her up just to toss her away and she likes her world 'on a string' because that's the stage between 'catching' her and throwing her away (fish on the string imagery there). Only that he doesn't know he caught a shark so beware RAH LANA she's crazy don't mess with her. 
 
my incoherent interpretation 

Did anyone else think this song was gonna have "St. Tropez" vibes and be really beachy and smooth?

Ah, okay. I've never even heard that word before but I looked it up and it makes a lot more sense than sorted! Thanks

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

I'm not extremely religious and not here to judge anyone who is but I mean, if you weren't already offended by Gods & Monsters why would this film offend you? "God's dead, I said baby, that's alright with me"... If that didn't already turn you off to LDR then why would the film? 

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

Shit, you beat me. I got this:
 
You know, sometimes I think God’s playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it’s like a joke
Nobody’s had more shots than me, more missed than me
 
It’s like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tried to make something of myself, life’s got something else in mind
I’m fighting a losing game and I’m biding my time
You won’t be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop!
I don’t wanna hear another word about you
Why not stop by?
You bullshit all before now you’re trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago with nothing left to choose
I’m tired, tired of singing the blues
I’m tired
 
Walking down the streets you wouldn’t know what I was thinking
It’s just another white-girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past, and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up!
I don’t wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I’m not who you think I am
Smiling but I ain’t happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago with nothing I can choose
I’m tired, tired of singing the blues
I’m tired
 
??? super gone, I can’t turn off
My mind is like a ticking time-bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Honey, and day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I’ve felt this way before, I’ve known the depths of ??? desperation
My boyfriend says I’m like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he’s right but I don’t care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can’t stop
I keep running ‘round the same town, knocking you down
I’m fucked
How can I get out when there’s nowhere to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago with nothing left to choose
I’m tired, tired of singing the blues
I’m tired

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought
Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

I'm not extremely religious and not here to judge anyone who is but I mean, if you weren't already offended by Gods & Monsters why would this film offend you? "God's dead, I said baby, that's alright with me"... If that didn't already turn you off to LDR then why would the film? 

I was talking to a friend about this the other day. We came up with these options:
A: Barrie is going to feature on Lana's album. B: There will be another lovely duet like Summer Wine. C: Since Barrie's band, Kassidy, is also in the works of new music, Lana could be featured or maybe just sampled on their upcoming album. No matter the case, I'm excited! Barrie and Lana's voices mesh so well together. They just mesh so well together. I'm so glad they have one another 

I was talking to a friend about this the other day. We came up with these options:
A: Barrie is going to feature on Lana's album. B: There will be another lovely duet like Summer Wine. C: Since Barrie's band, Kassidy, is also in the works of new music, Lana could be featured or maybe just sampled on their upcoming album. No matter the case, I'm excited! Barrie and Lana's voices mesh so well together. They just mesh so well together. I'm so glad they have one another 

I'm not extremely religious and not here to judge anyone who is but I mean, if you weren't already offended by Gods & Monsters why would this film offend you? "God's dead, I said baby, that's alright with me"... If that didn't already turn you off to LDR then why would the film? 

I'm not extremely religious and not here to judge anyone who is but I mean, if you weren't already offended by Gods & Monsters why would this film offend you? "God's dead, I said baby, that's alright with me"... If that didn't already turn you off to LDR then why would the film? 

Thanks! Your drawings are fantastic. 
 
 
 
Just made an ARTPOP promo one. https://littlemonsters.com/post/51e1a32efbf90c9b62000014