American Whore

Thank you sis. You're so right.

This was amazing. I don’t know what a lot of you are talking about. If you’re a fan of pop, Lady Gaga and Miley are searchable too. Lana isn’t doing just boring pop or boring slow songs anymore. She’s changed and that shows fucking artistic progress. This is what she likes and what she wants to make. She wouldn’t be making it if she didn’t. You don’t have to like this album or even listen to it when it comes out but honestly guys you’re gonna be missing out

This was amazing. I don’t know what a lot of you are talking about. If you’re a fan of pop, Lady Gaga and Miley are searchable too. Lana isn’t doing just boring pop or boring slow songs anymore. She’s changed and that shows fucking artistic progress. This is what she likes and what she wants to make. She wouldn’t be making it if she didn’t. You don’t have to like this album or even listen to it when it comes out but honestly guys you’re gonna be missing out

This was amazing. I don’t know what a lot of you are talking about. If you’re a fan of pop, Lady Gaga and Miley are searchable too. Lana isn’t doing just boring pop or boring slow songs anymore. She’s changed and that shows fucking artistic progress. This is what she likes and what she wants to make. She wouldn’t be making it if she didn’t. You don’t have to like this album or even listen to it when it comes out but honestly guys you’re gonna be missing out

This was amazing. I don’t know what a lot of you are talking about. If you’re a fan of pop, Lady Gaga and Miley are searchable too. Lana isn’t doing just boring pop or boring slow songs anymore. She’s changed and that shows fucking artistic progress. This is what she likes and what she wants to make. She wouldn’t be making it if she didn’t. You don’t have to like this album or even listen to it when it comes out but honestly guys you’re gonna be missing out

This was amazing. I don’t know what a lot of you are talking about. If you’re a fan of pop, Lady Gaga and Miley are searchable too. Lana isn’t doing just boring pop or boring slow songs anymore. She’s changed and that shows fucking artistic progress. This is what she likes and what she wants to make. She wouldn’t be making it if she didn’t. You don’t have to like this album or even listen to it when it comes out but honestly guys you’re gonna be missing out

Seriously the guitars are fucking GENIUS

Don't come crying saying this is her best record to date when the album gets above an 80 on metacritic and praise. 

anyone saying the production is messy needs to listen to this LOUD w GOOD HEADPHONES. Venice Bitch is an E X P E R I E N C E 

Seriously the guitars are fucking GENIUS

I added and changed a little...
 
Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks forever
Trying to be stronger for you
Ice cream, ice queen
I dream in jeans and leather
Life’s dream, I’m sweet for you
 
Oh god, I miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m in insane
We’re American made
 
Give me Hallmark
One dream, one life, one lover
Paint me happy in blue
Norman Rockwell
No hype under our covers
It’s just me and you
 
Oh god, miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m insane
We’re American made
 
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
Oh god, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the paper back in town now
You’re should probably come over
We’ll be hangin around now
You should come-a, come over
 
Oh god, I love him on my lips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
Touch me with your fingertips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
(Woah, woah, woah, whatever)
(Everything, forever)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah whatever)
(Everything forever)
 
(Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, yeah)
(Ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, yeah)
(Ahh, ahh)
(Ooh, beautiful)
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
(La-la-la-la-la-la beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over
 
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love

Wow I’m fucking blown away. This is fucking amazing. I love this so much. Now I just need Father John Misty to lend his vocals on a track or two on this record holy fuck. My ears what have they just witnessed

This might be my new favourite Lana track? ...definetly in my top 5 instantly 

Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks forever
Trying to be stronger for you
Ice cream, ice queen
I dream in jeans and leather
Life’s dream, I’m sweet for you
 
Oh god, I miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m in insane
We’re American made
 
Give me Hallmark
One dream, one life, one lover
Paint me happy in blue
Norman Rockwell
No hype under our covers
It’s just me and you
 
Oh god, miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m insane
We’re American made
 
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
Oh god, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the paper back in town now
You’re should probably come over
We’ll be hangin around now
You should come-a, come over
 
Oh god, I love him so much
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
Touch me with your fingertips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
(Woah, woah, woah, whatever)
(Everything, forever)
(Woah, woah, woah woah whatever)
(Everything forever)
 
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over
 
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love

The more I listen to it the more I fucking love it? At first I was rly more into MAC but I honestly might like VB more now, the nostalgic / melancholic / happy sad vibe is insane

Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks forever
Trying to be stronger for you
Ice cream, ice queen
I dream in jeans and leather
Life’s dream, I’m sweet for you
 
Oh god, I miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m in insane
We’re American made
 
Give me Hallmark
One dream, one life, one lover
Paint me happy in blue
Norman Rockwell
No hype under our covers
It’s just me and you
 
Oh god, miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m insane
We’re American made
 
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
Oh god, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the paper back in town now
You’re should probably come over
We’ll be hangin around now
You should come-a, come over
 
Oh god, I love him so much
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
Touch me with your fingertips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
(Woah, woah, woah, whatever)
(Everything, forever)
(Woah, woah, woah woah whatever)
(Everything forever)
 
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over
 
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love

Lana's best album is coming, y'all.....

this record is gonna be fucking amazing

Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks forever
Trying to be stronger for you
Ice cream, ice queen
I dream in jeans and leather
Life’s dream, I’m sweet for you
 
Oh god, I miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m in insane
We’re American made
 
Give me Hallmark
One dream, one life, one lover
Paint me happy in blue
Norman Rockwell
No hype under our covers
It’s just me and you
 
Oh god, miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m insane
We’re American made
 
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
Oh god, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the paper back in town now
You’re should probably come over
We’ll be hangin around now
You should come-a, come over
 
Oh god, I love him so much
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
Touch me with your fingertips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
(Woah, woah, woah, whatever)
(Everything, forever)
(Woah, woah, woah woah whatever)
(Everything forever)
 
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over
 
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love

Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks forever
Trying to be stronger for you
Ice cream, ice queen
I dream in jeans and leather
Life’s dream, I’m sweet for you
 
Oh god, I miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m in insane
We’re American made
 
Give me Hallmark
One dream, one life, one lover
Paint me happy in blue
Norman Rockwell
No hype under our covers
It’s just me and you
 
Oh god, miss you on my lips
It’s me your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away
Nothing cold can stay
You write, I tour, we make it work
You’re beautiful and I’m insane
We’re American made
 
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
Oh god, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
Signing off, “Bang, bang, kiss, kiss”
 
You’re in the paper back in town now
You’re should probably come over
We’ll be hangin around now
You should come-a, come over
 
Oh god, I love him so much
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
Touch me with your fingertips
It’s me, your little Venice bitch
 
Out back in the garden
We’re getting high now
Because we’re older
Me, myself I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
 
(Woah, woah, woah, whatever)
(Everything, forever)
(Woah, woah, woah woah whatever)
(Everything forever)
 
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over, honey
Over and over
 
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be
Jealous of your love

This stuff is legit stoner rock/pop psychedelic dream pop. This is everything I wanted from Lana, she really did THAT.

Wow I’m fucking blown away. This is fucking amazing. I love this so much. Now I just need Father John Misty to lend his vocals on a track or two on this record holy fuck. My ears what have they just witnessed

so high right now during this and it’s the best way to hear this track woah this has me on cloud 9 fuck

Seriously the guitars are fucking GENIUS

Seriously the guitars are fucking GENIUS