Lana Del Rey - Tropico lyrics

And the spirit of John moved upon
The face of the waters
And John said "Let there be
Light" and there was light
And John saw that it was good

Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us for our sins
Creator of all forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins thank you God

I wanna tell you where you're at
You lose me in this campsite
And I'm gonna teach you how to be cowboys


Now, if you wanna be tough
Cowboys I don't wanna
Hear ya' crying, I don't
Wanna hear ya' bellyaching
You gotta get on that horse and ride
(And I guess I'll never find you)
And don't be afraid, wear your boats up high
Your pant low (Sex is a part of nature
I go along with the nature)
With your head in a good way
(You're always on my mind
You're always on my mind)
And when you get on there
Don't be jerkin' on it
Just ride nice and soft you can do it
(Earth is missing, distant from us)
I believe in ya', ride with the wind
(Oh I must have you, or no one, Forgive us
Distant)
Don't complain and never say you're sorry
Sorry is a sign of weakness
(Forgive us intense
Please forgive those distant)
I don't want you go back to your
Mama because I'll run you back out
(And lead us not into temptation, I
Want you to kiss me, i love you)
You're a good kid
All you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me
Make sure you do it children
'cause I'll be watching you
(Life can change on a dime, sometimes
You just have to gain, yeah
Baby, that's what it is, that
Is what is all about, amen)
Don't forget, I'll write to your mama
(I don't lie)

(Noooo)

I sing the Body electric
The armies of those I love engirt me
And I engirt them
They will not let me off till I go with them
Respond to them (Man you've got to be crazy)
And discorrupt them
And charge them full with the
Charge of the Soul

Womanhood, and all that is woman - and
The man that comes from woman
The womb, the tit's, nipples, breast-milk
Tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks
Love-perturbations and rising
The voice, articulation language
Whispering, shouting aloud
Food, drink, pulse, digestion, sweat, sleep
Walking, swimming, poise on the hips
Leaping, reclining, embracing
Arm-curving and tightening
The continual changes of the
Flex of the mouth and around the eyes
The skin, the sun-burnt shade, freckles, hair
The curious sympathy one feels
When feeling with the hand the
Naked meat of the body
The circling rivers, the breath
And breathing it in and out
The beauty of the waist, and
Thence of the hips
And thence downward toward the knees
The thin red jellies within you
Or within me -
The bones and the marrow in the bones
The exquisite realization of health
Oh I say, these are not the parts
And poems of the Body only, but of the Soul
Oh I say now, these are the Soul!


(Oh I must have you, or no one)

- "You know it's not always
Gonna be this way, right?"
- "yeah" - "So just chill, alright?"
- "Mhmm" - "Alright"
- "yeah"

(Just remember, I'm always there for ya')

In honor of Jack's birthday tonight
I thought bring somebody here tonight that
Jack can jack off to (Laughs)
No, with seriousness, are you ready? Ladies

(All the money, feel my temperature rising)

I saw the best minds of
My generation destroyed by madness
Starving hysterical naked
Dragging themselves through the
Negro streets at
Dawn looking for an angry fix
Angel headed hipsters burning for the
Ancient heavenly connection to
The starry dynamo in the machinery of night
Who poverty and tatters and
Hollow-eyed and high
Sat up smoking in the supernatural
Darkness of cold-water flats
Floating across the
Tops of cities contemplating jazz
Who bared their brains to Heaven
Under the El and
Saw Mohammedan angels staggering on
Tenement roofs illuminated
Who passed through universities with radiant
Cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas
And Blake-light tragedy among the
Scholars of war
Who were expelled from the academies
For crazy & publishing
Obscene odes on the windows of the skull
Who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear
Burning their money in
Wastebaskets and listening
To the Terror through the wall
Who got busted in their pubic
Beards returning through Laredo
With a belt of marijuana for New York
Who ate fire in paint hotels or
Drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death
Or purgatoried their torsos night after night
With dreams, with drugs
With waking nightmares


And so, from being created in his likeness
To being banished for
Wanting to be too much like
Him, we were cast out
And the garden of Eden transformed in
To the garden of Evil
Los Angeles, The city of Angels, A
Land of Gods and Monsters, the
In between realm where only the choices
Made from your free will
Will decide your souls final fate
Some poets called it the
Entrance to the Underworld, but
On some summer nights, it
Could feel like Paradise, paradise Lost

Dear John forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins
Master of the Universe
Creator of all forgive us our sins
Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John

You ask me why I love her? Well give me time
I'll explain have you ever seen a Kansas
Sunset or an Arizona rain?
Have you ever drifted on a
Bayou down Louisiana way?
Or watched a cold fog come drifting
In over San Francisco Bay?
Have you heard a bobwhite calling
In the Carolina pines
Or heard the bellow of a
Diesel at the Appalachia mines?
Does the call of Niagara thrill you
When you hear her waters roar?
Or do you look with awe and wonder
Massachusetts shore
Brave new men who stepped
On Plymounth's rock?
And do you think of them when you
Stroll along a New York City dock?
Have you seen a snowflake
Drifting in the Rockies, way up high?
Or seen the sun come blazing down
From a bright Nevada sky?
Do you hail to the Columbia as
She rushes to the sea
Or bow your head at Gettysburg at
Our struggle to be free?
You ask me why I love her?
I've got a million reasons why:
It's my beautiful America
Beneath God's wide, wide sky