Lana Del Rey, RIOPY - Grandfather please stand on the shoulders of my father while he's deep-sea fishing lyrics
Lana Del Rey [Elizabeth Woolridge Grant] New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lana Del Rey, RIOPY - Grandfather please stand on the shoulders of my father while he's deep-sea fishing lyrics]
Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful, beautiful
As they intended me to be but they're wrong
I know they think that it
Took thousands of people
To put me together again like an experiment
Some big men behind the scenes
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams
Into my songs but they're wrong
God, if you'rе near me
Send mе three white butterflies
Or an owl to know you're listening
Sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please
Stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for
Sharks in the Pacific
'Cause, I'm good in spirit, warm-bodied
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably, also a white woman
But, I have good intentions even if
I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, my poetry
Or my melodies feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm
One of the last ones
(Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh)
Grandfather, please
Stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all
The things he's wishing
God, if you're near me
Send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know your vision
Impart on me your wisdom
It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful as they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful, beautiful
As they intended me to be but they're wrong
I know they think that it
Took thousands of people
To put me together again like an experiment
Some big men behind the scenes
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams
Into my songs but they're wrong
God, if you'rе near me
Send mе three white butterflies
Or an owl to know you're listening
Sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please
Stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for
Sharks in the Pacific
'Cause, I'm good in spirit, warm-bodied
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably, also a white woman
But, I have good intentions even if
I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, my poetry
Or my melodies feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm
One of the last ones
(Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh)
Grandfather, please
Stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all
The things he's wishing
God, if you're near me
Send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know your vision
Impart on me your wisdom
It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful as they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near