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lol you should stay away from the feminist thread on here then, its a  mess

..Or vinyl exclusive just for Uganda. 

Well then we have been doing this to ourselves since BTD so i guess you will have to deal :x . This is how stanning looks lmao

so so so true

why you typing like that

Shit, what a way to wake up from a nap

'have to touch myself to pretend your there'
 
makes me feel uncomfortable 

This line seriously makes me wonder how she can touch anything down there with those long ass nails of hers

RAY RAY RAY RAISE ME UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GO GO DANCER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
literally all my friends and family who cant STAND lana have really liked that song when i have played it to them
 
i think it would be a real hit if she released it  

'have to touch myself to pretend your there'
 
makes me feel uncomfortable 

I don't care if Lana came into my studio and moaned into a microphone. The track would be on my release and it would say "Ft. Lana Del Rey"

I can see what you mean. I respect your opinion, but I politely disagree. 
I think it can mean so many things - her mind is sharp, her mind is clear, beautiful, multi-faceted (as kik said). I think it just captures the whole image of Carmen, who she is. The word choice is perfect, imo. It paints a picture of a deceitful, smart, sad girl.

Why wouldn't she star in her own music video? lel sorry but it makes no sense
 
 
And would you please stop stating facts as if you were some kind of insider? It's quite annoying xx

This is a smart assessment of the point in which Lana is right now. 
HM is her crucial album in my opinion too. UV was different from BTD, it was less viable commercially but what was lost in that area it was compensated with critical acclaim. I see Lana as a borderline mainstream artist (she had a few hits WG, SS, YB) but her lack of exposure in the mainstream media, for about more than 2 years now, is a problem for her because she became overly dependent commercially on her fans (UV was very successful for 2-3 weeks, when her fan base snatched up the album, but after that dropped like a rock in sales). She has some unique strengths: unique voice, ear for melodies, the ability to conjure a specific mood, looks. But she has weaknesses: sub par live performances, repetitive lyrical content. So, at this time she has a solid fan base but this is not granted forever to her. Let's not forget that some of her fans are rooting for her for 4 years now and this is a long time for any relationship. She has a fairly varied fan base but the bulk of her fans are young people who are evolving and who will expect soon some variation in her lyrical themes to remain interested. I think that HM will be a watershed for her fan base. If she will disappoint musically and she'll show the same "I don't care" attitude like in the UV era she'll lose a lot of quality fans.
 
The crux of her new era will be her attitude: she needs to shred the overly shy, uncertain singer image. After 3 years of touring there is no reason for her to feel crippled on stage, she absolutely can sing but she has to take seriously her performances (from what I saw in this tour she improved in all areas of her show).
 
I have to say that I don't like the leaked HM lyrics. In my opinion, as far as lyrics goes, they aren't viable commercially and they aren't good from a critical point of view. It's the bad middle-point that I fear for the HM era. I think that there is time for her to make adjustments and she needs to pay attention to the few critics who made valid points about her work.

While I'm happy about all the news, I actually don't really mind what Lana is going to do sound-wise. It's not that I don't care, it's just that even though all the music Lana has made is really different, I loved every single one in the end! I'm just gonna trust Dalai on this one and drink my tea in the meantime until she blesses us again with her music 
 
(Sorry if this is possibly Off-Topic  )

stop believing bullshit accounts! there is no proof + that account makes up so much shit all the time oh my GOD

She's no Rilke, but Lana's an exceptional lyricist by contemporary pop standards. She has a distinctive sense of humor, a sharp eye for imagery and a phenomenal ear for wordplay—when she tries:
 

You look like a Florida native
"Are you?" I said, at the rate of
Slow molasses from the state of
Vermont with a southern drawl
 

The way your face is shaped, I wonder if you know
The way you stand up and your silhouette glows
I'm electrified, I'll be up all night now

 

He had a cigarette with his number on it
He gave it over to me, "Do you want it?"
I knew it was wrong but I palmed it
I saved it, I waited, I called it

 

Fellas, if you wanna get that invite quicker
Pack up the pickup, pick up the liquor
Go on use your charm, come on gonna get her
Ladies, if you really wanna reign them suckers
Line up your lips, plump up your puckers
It's about the only way to get them motherfuckers
 


Who's living life like it's the belvedere
Swinging all night on the crystal chandelier
Bring that Velvet Elvis over here, come on

 

You're God's favorite child, boy, believe it
Try hard to remember the day
Sick as fuck and selling yay, diamonds and getting blazed
 

Dance at night back in Alabama
Christmas lights on my teal green trailer
American flags, blue, blue streamers
 

Ponytail and lollipops, dinerettes and soda pops
New blue bathing suit, ruched tops and Cadillacs
Blue lake car to dunks, hopscotch, shit talk
Alabama hardknocks, motel dress locks

 

Baby, if you loved me
You would call me your bunny
Tell me I'm just a baby, honey
Beat me and tell me
That no one will love me
Better than you do

 

My baby has an eye for pretty things, pretty things
He thinks that little girls are butterflies and cuts their wings
Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he's my beau
Puts them on a roller coaster, lures them in with Coca-Cola
 

Salvatore, you can def' be my baby boo
Be my mafiosi rock 'n' roll high
Back to Malibu in my trailer park for two
We're like Sid and Nancy loving the fight
 

You can be my Tony Montana and I can be your Pfeiffer fire
I can take you higher, I can get you hooked on love and desire
 

Remember that little old cowgirl
Waiting for you back in that Red River Valley
Waiting back in that Tallahassee
 

He's my drugstore cowboy, Italian alloy
Classical American
And I'm America's sweetheart, cute delicious sweet tart
Sippin' on my Diet Coke, singin' in the trailer park
 

I'm a wild child, sky high, lying on your floor
I know I had a lot but, babe, I wants a little more, dum dum
I want a little more, dum dum
In my white mink pink, cigarettes from the store
We're making robberies from Tijuana to the shore, dum dum
'Juana to the shore, dum dum
I belong to a bygone era like the Bugsy Malone
Of the deep Sahara 'cause I'm on the scene
Yeah, I'm on the scene
I’m a bad jazz singer giving you the finger
No matter what you linger 'cause you like me even when I'm mean
I'm the queen
 


Cigarettes and Robitussin
Will I ever get to heaven?
It's not looking good now



 

Black eyes, short dress, let's break it down
You shoot and I pose, Polaroid frown
I'll do what you like
I won't make a sound
 


Look at you smoking in them neon lights
Under the thunder, yo, you like so nice
Made me wonder how you spend them nights
Me, I spend them looking for men I like
Like you, like you, like you

 

I had a man, he was sweet as pie
I met him as I walked right by him
He said, Baby, you so fine that when you walk
Even the stoplights stop to talk about you






 

You're the state's number one and everybody knows it
You smile all the time, 'cause how can you not show it?
When even you know that you're so to die for, to die for
What do I need to get high for?


 

If you wanna get that scholarship
Yale's not a problem, let's solve it
 

I'm the sweetest girl in town
So why are you so mean?
When you gonna ditch that stupid bitch you got
It's me you should be seeing



 

Babe, you can see that I'm danger
Glamorous but I'm deranged, yeah
Teetering off of the stage, yeah

 

You used to say that I was beautiful like Cleopatra
But you the king too, so I would say it back atcha
 

It's the voodoo Mississippi south
Sixty-nine million stars
Birds are flying out of my mouth
Spirits creeping in my yard
Hold my head, it's tilting back
Something dancing me around
Putting crystals on my neck
Lifting my feet off the ground, the ground
 

In the name of higher consciousness
I let the best man I knew go
'Cause it's nice to love and be loved
But it's better to know all you can know
I said it's nice to love and be loved
But I'd rather know what God knows




 
I said, he loves my heart-shaped sunglasses
He loves the heart shape my ass is
 

Wake up each night at the same time
Pull up the blind and look outside
And in the orange light, the fog is rising
This is life, this tonight, peace in the quiet
 

We could get high in Miami, ooh
Dance the night away
People never die in Miami, ooh
That's what they all say
 

Baby, put on heart-shaped sunglasses
'Cause we're gonna take a ride
I'm not gonna listen to what the past says
I been waiting up all night
Take another drag, turn me to ashes
Ready for another lie
Says he's gonna teach me just what fast is
Say it's gonna be all right





 
Again none of this is Rilke or Rimbaud, but taken together I think they're quite remarkable for what they are: pop lyrics. I personally don't think any of the lines in "Honeymoon" reach the level of playfulness or cleverness exhibited in the lyrics I've highlighted here, but that doesn't mean Lana's not an unusually creative wordsmith. And that's the rub, isn't it? No matter how good of a writer you are, every single time you sit down at a blank page, you have to start from scratch—and you have to really, really try. And my intuition tells me (and who can blame her) she doesn't try quite as hard as she used to.

i think its meant to be the snake in the garden of eden like temptation n that

i only know who she is because she dissed lana so her little attention grabbing plan worked

love your voice its so cute!

Already wanting to be fucked at a dark alley as this song plays in the background. Too far? Yes. Don't give a fuck tho

I hated the Shades of Cool lyrics when they leaked ahead of the song, but now it's one of my favorite UV tracks, so I don't wanna make any judgements too fast.

I'm speechless watching these videos. So often when an artist will do obscure or 'fan favourite' songs, they will do a half assed version, as though just remembering them is enough. But Lana looks to be genuinely enjoying singing songs most of us had resigned ourselves to only ever hearing on demos and leaks. I don't even care what this means for the future - this is Lana reclaiming her own past.

Yeah, I can imagine something like this:
Lana: "Let's do a new one!"
The public is going apeshit
Lana facing her band asking rhetorically: "We never did this one?"
Band: "No"
Lana singing an a capella "version" of LiB just 1 verse and the chorus
Lana laughing awkwardly to the public and sticking cutely her tong out
The first rows are going apeshit
Lana: "Let's do Carmen"