Lana Del Rey: Blue Banisters, Text Book, Wildflower Wildfire – három szám a közelgő új albumról

A nyolcadik Lana Del Rey-sorlemezről most közzétett új számok közül a 2017-es Dua Lipa-debütalbumon is besegítő nashville-i multiinstrumentalista-dalszerző-producer Gabe Simonnal íródott a Blue Banisters és a Text Book (ez utóbbinál a Last Shadow Puppets/Mini Mansions-basszista Zach Dawes is társproducer volt Simon mellett, akárcsak a tavalyi Summertime feldolgozásban), a Wildflower Wildfire című harmadik felvételt pedig Lana a mexikói származású veterán hihopproducer Mike Dean társaságában készítette.

a Blue Banisters beharangozói:

I’m writing my own story. And no one can tell it but me pic.twitter.com/aLYlDqQ3Vu

— Lana Del Rey (@LanaDelRey) April 28, 2021

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a Text Book, Blue Banisters és Wildflower Wildfire című dalok itt hallhatók teljes hosszukban:

I guess you could call it text book
I was looking for the father
I wanted back
And I thought I found it in Brentwood
It seemed only appropriate you’d easily had my back

And then there was the issue of her
I didn’t even like myself, or love the life I had
And there you were with shinin’ stars
Standin’ clear with open arms
You touched the detriment, most of the friends I knew already had

You’ve got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one too
Let’s rewrite history, I’ll do this dance with you
You know I’m not that girl
You know I’ll never be
Maybe just the way we’re different could set me free
And there we were, screamin’ „Black Lives Matter” in a crowd
Like an open river, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father, he could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn’t want for him
I screamed for them, oh, oh, oh
And screamed for them, ah

Could we do this dance again?
Do you think if I go blonde, we could get our old love back?
I guess this is really the end
I never felt jealous before this year, but I’m jealous now

People say we’re too much alive
But maybe if I lay dead that would make right in the end
Of all these sleepless nights
Other men I met felt right
Would smile at you and stick a knife
In your back
Finally, I met you so I’m not wonderin’ why

You’ve got a thunderbird, my daddy had one too
Let’s rewrite this story, I’ll do this dance with you
You know I’m that not that girl
You know I’ll never be
Maybe just the way we’re different could set me free
And there we were, screamin’ „Black Lives Matter” in a crowd
And I saw you saw who I am
God I wish I was with my father, he could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn’t want for him
I screamed for them, oh, oh, oh
And screamed for them, ah

Old Man River keeps rollin’
With or without him
Old Man River keeps rollin’
Without him, oh my old man
Old Man River keeps rollin’, oh

There’s a picture on the wall
Of me on a John Deere
Jenny handed me a beer
Said „How the hell did you get there?”
Oh, Oklahoma, mhm, hm

There were flowers that were dry
Sittin’ on the dresser
She asked me where they from
I said „A place I don’t remember”
Oh, Oklahoma, oh, mhm

Jenny jumped into the pool
She was swimmin’ with Nikki Lane
She said „Most men don’t want a woman
With a legacy at our age”
She said „You can’t be amused
Be happy ’til you can’t”
Lock in the pages with Russian poetry
And be where you be
And I scared me
‘Cause I met a man who

Said he’d come back every May
Just to help me if I’d paint my banisters blue
Blue banisters, oh
Said he’d fix my weather vane
Give me children, take away my pain
And paint my banisters blue
My banisters blue

There’s a hole that’s in my heart
All my women try and heal
They’re doin’ a good job
Convincin’ me that it’s not real
It’s heat lightnin’, oh-uh

‘Cause there’s a man that’s in my past
There’s a man that’s still right here
He’s real enough to touch
In my darkest nights
He’s shining, ooh-oh

Jenny was smokin’ by the pool
We were writin’ with Nikki Lane
I said I’m scared of the Santa Clarita Fires
I wish that it would rain
I said the power of us three
Can do absolutely anything
Except that one thing
The diamonds, the rust and the rain
The thing that washes away the pain
But that’s okay, ’cause

Now when weather turns to May
All my sisters come to paint
My banisters green
My blue banisters grey
Tex and Mex are in the Bay
Chucky’s makin’ birthday cake
Jake is runnin’ barefeet, there’s a baby on the way
And now my blue banisters are green and grey, ah

Summer comes, Winter goes
Spring I skip, God knows
Summer comes, Winter goes
Spring I sleep, Heaven knows
Every time it turns to May
All my sisters fly to me
To paint, paint

Here’s the deal
’Cause I know you wanna talk about it
Here’s the deal
I promise you like a million tomorrows
Here’s the deal
What I can promise is I’ll lie down
Like a bed of wildflowers
And I’ll always make the sheets
Smell like gardenias wild at your feet
And I nourish you hazilyBaby I, I, I, I’ve been running on stardust
Alone for so long
I wouldn’t know what hot fire was
Hot fire, hot weather, hot coffee, I’m better with you
It’s strange but it’s true darling

Not to turn into a wildfire
To light up your night
With only my smile and nothing that burns
Baby I’ll be like a wildflower
I live on sheer willpower
I’ll do my best never to turn into something
That burns, burns, burns
Like the others baby, burns, burns, burns

Here’s the deal
‘Cause I know you wanna talk about it
Here’s the deal
You save those gaps to fill in so here
Here’s the deal
My father never stepped in
When his wife would rage at me
So I ended up awkward but sweet
Later than hospitals and still on my feet
Comfortably numb but with lithium came poetry

And baby I, I’ve been running on startrip
IV’s for so long
I wouldn’t know how cruel the world was
Hot fire, hot weather, hot coffee, I’m better
So I turn but I learn
(It from you babe)

Not to turn into a wildfire
To light up your night
With only my smile and nothing that hurts
Baby I run like a wildflower
I live on sheer willpower
I promise that nothing will burn you
Nothing will burn, burn, burn, burn
Like the others baby, burns, burns, burns
Burn, burn, burn
Like the others baby, burn, burn, burn

It’s you from whom I learn, learn, learn
It’s you from whom I learn, learn, learn

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a márciusban Rock Candy Sweet munkacímen bejelentett lemez Lana elmondása szerint tovább dacol a felé irányuló előítéletekkel: