The Velvet Angels

Since You’ve Been Gone

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TESTO - The Velvet Angels - Since You’ve Been Gone

Alcohol/drinking

I can be your champagne wine


Pick me up and make a toast
Champagne in the air


Fix me up a mixed drink, Bacardi

I been drinkin' Jack and Coke a lot


'
Cause I just wanna dream, I just wanna drink


Come on, get drunk
You know you wanna


Open up a beer, you say, "Get over here
And play a video game"


Drinking in the small town firelight
(Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice)


We were skipping school and drinking on the job
With the boss


Drinking cherry schnapps in the velvet night


You sitting, sipping on your Black Cristal, yeah

Cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasing me all over town


We're on a quick, sick rampage
Wining and dining, drinking and driving


Darling, darling
Doesn't have a problem lying to herself
'
Cause her liquor's top shelf


Drink all day and we talk 'til dark


(Blue Ribbons on ice)
Play them like guitars, you're like one of my toys


It's so crazy, I could drink it like tequila sunrise


Get out that whiskey
Pour it right quickly


Drink lime green, stay up 'til dawn


Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf


Wine is flowing with Bacardi

Like if you heard I was out in the bars drinkin' Jack and Coke


You just crack another beer
And pretend that you're still here

America/patriotism

Direct reference to "Come When You Call Me America"


I'm America's Sweetheart
Trying to get away


Me, your red, white and blue girl
Star spangled danger


A-M-E-R-I-C-A
All I want to do is play


Miss America, with the blue mascara on


I'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, gone


And you salute me, Miss America


I'm Lana Del Rey from the U.S. of A


We were two kids livin' life on the run
Like the American dream, baby


Italian alloy, classical American
And I'm America's sweetheart

We were two kids just tryin' to get out
Lived on the dark side of the American dream


Red, white, blue is in the sky
Summer's in the air and, baby, heaven's in your eyes


I fall asleep in an American flag


American dreams came true somehow
I swore I'd chase 'em 'til I was dead


Direct reference to "American"


Is it the end of an era?
Is it the end of America?


Direct reference to "Looking for America"


If you come back to America, just hit me up

Biker/motorcycle

Put me onto your black motorcycle


I'll be outside pick me up after school
In your Thunderbird, baby blue


Lemonade, motorcycles
Lemonade, motorcycles


They were angels forever
Forever angels

Beach/coast/ocean

Lyin' on the beach and the hot sun (yeah hot)
Yeah, I want you


God bless the universe, god bless the ocean


Does the ocean inspire, easy rider?


Direct reference to "West Coast"


Direct reference to "High by the Beach"


Let's dance by the ocean
Ah, ah


And all my black beaches are ruined

Being crazy/insane

When you gonna let me drive you crazy like nobody do


My man's crazy and his mind isn't right


Trouble's what feels good to me
Crazy as since I was three


Tell me do you think that's wrong?
Don't cry, honey, crazy girl


Go out every night whenever I feel sad
All this drive-by love got me crazy like a drug


No man can keep me together
Been broken since I was born


Call me before I get stupid
Make me uncrazy like you did


Summer’s almost over, baby
Everybody thinks I’m crazy


You like your girls insane


Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me


You're a careless con and you're a crazy liar, but baby


I tried so hard to act nice like a lady
You taught me that it was good to be crazy


I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy


Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he’s making me crazy


You make me crazy, you make me wild


You're fucking crazy
Oh, oh
You're crazy for me


Put on that Hotel California
Dance around like I'm insane


Put your life out on the line
You're crazy all the time


Be a freak like me, too

Bel Air

Direct reference to "Bel Air"

Black

Direct reference to "Black Beauty"

Blue

Sweeping scents and blue hydrangea


Direct reference to "Baby Blue Love"


They call you Baby Blue
Because it’s your favorite color, boy


All of my, all of my fine china
Blue, ah, blue


Blue hydrangea
Will my forever love never return to me?

My baby lives in shades of blue
Blue eyes and jazz and attitude


Sun and ocean blue
Their magnificence, it don't make sense to you


Say you want me too
Dark blue
Dark blue


Flames so hot that they turn blue


Everything looks better from above, my king
Like aquamarine, ocean's blue


All the lights are sparkling for you, it seems
On the downtown scenes, shady blue


Carry me home, got my blue nail polish on
It's my favorite color and my favorite tone of song


Direct reference to "Hey Blue Baby"


Direct reference to "Blue Banisters"


And there you were with shinin' stars
Standin' blue with open arms

California

Baby, if you wanna leave, come to California


So I moved to California, but it's just a state of mind


The California sun and the movie stars


Direct reference to "California"

Cars/driving

White Pontiac heaven


All in your car for
Our trip across the U.S.A


We in the Pontiac
From July to July


And you're the best thing I ever seen
So won't you pull up your white corvette


As long as you got the Chevrolet, I will ride


Direct reference to "Driving In Cars With Boys"


Mommy's Mercedes or Billy's pickup truck


Take me in your fast car, Mercedes
Kissing on your neck while you drive, he, he


Hair thinning in the wind
Cadillac convertible with him


We were just teenagers when we fell in love
Driving in your fast car


Pick me up
In a pickup truck
Roll it down
You got it going on


We could drive forever, my baby
We could leave it all and never look back
If you wanted heaven, baby
Sit back in my pink cadillac


Drive me in your car until the sky gets big


Swinging in the backyard, pull up in your fast car


Baby stopping at 7-Eleven
There in his white Pontiac Heaven


I'm feelin' electric tonight
Cruisin' down the coast goin' 'bout 99


Even if you're gone, I'm gonna drive, drive, drive


Take me to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron


Drive fast, I can almost taste it now


I drive fast, wind in my hair
I push it to the limits cause I just don't care


I'm driving fast, flash!
Everyone knows it


Gold chains, kissing fly, leaning on your chrome ride


And your white Corvette under willow trees


Hawaiian tropic, dark, and a bottle of jack in the Cadillac
As I drive down the highway


He lives in California too
He drives a Chevy Malibu


Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine


We could cruise to the blues
Wilshire Boulevard if we choose


And we could cruise to the news
Pico Boulevard in your used
Little bullet car if we choose


Carry me home, got my new car and my gun
Wind in my hair, holding your hand, listen to a song


Left the canyon, drove to the club


You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one too

Celebrities/icons

We're like Sid and Nancy loving the fight


You are my Axl Rose husband


Direct reference to "Elvis"


Lookin so good, like an Axl Rose


Bring that velvet Elvis over here


Where the bad boys roll hard, dressin' like James Dean


Where the bad boys blow smoke
Just like they're James Dean


And the it girls blow kisses
Just like Marilyn


The voice of Nirvana says
"Come as you are"


(Maybe we could go to) Suede Tokyo
Or see Van Halen at their reunion show
Heavy metal hour on T.V
Diamond Dave and Ray Lee


Mansfield ringer from the Hollywood silver screen, silver screen


I belong to a bygone era
Like the Scarlett O'
Hara of the downtown scene


It was like James Dean for sure


"Springsteen is the King, don’t ya think?"
I was like, "Hell yeah, that guy can sing"


Elvis is the best, hell yes


Elvis is my daddy
Marilyn's my mother
Jesus is my bestest friend


Whitman is my daddy


I'm living like Jim Morrison


Body electric and I dance like Morrison


And the velvet Elvis and the rosaries

Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed


You've got me all dressed up tonight
Springsteen on the radio


Ground control to Major Tom
Can you hear me all night long?
Ground control to Major Tom


All I hear is Billie Holiday
It's all that I play


Crosby, Stills and Nash is playing


I miss the bar where the Beach Boys would go
Dennis's last stop before Kokomo


Like Sun Ra, feel small


Listening to White Stripes when they were white-hot
Listening to rock all day long


I wasn't famous, just listening to Kings of Leon to the beat

Chateau Marmont

Chateau Marmont memories fading


I was loungin' at the Chateau Marmont


When you take her to Chateau Marmont
'
Cause you booked the top suite


Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom
Chateau Marmont, slipping on my red dress, putting on my makeup

Cherries

Yes, I can make you that cherry pie


My, my, apple of my eye
Looking really hot while I make ya cherry pie


Drinking cherry schnapps in the velvet night


My eyes are wide like cherry pies


I see it in his eyes, I’m his cherry pie


Gold hoops, cherry pie, I'm the apple of his eye

Coca-Cola/Pepsi

Puts them on a roller coaster, lures them in with Coca-Cola!


Jimmy gonna buy me a Coca-Cola


Roller coaster, Coca-Cola


Direct reference to "Coca Colla"


Chic, delicious, sweet tart
Sipping on my Diet Coke


A Coca Cola kid, roller coaster child


Baby, remember, I'm not drinking wine
But that Cherry Coke you serve is fine

Coney Island

Maybe we could go to Coney Island


I'm your little harlot, starlet
Queen of Coney Island


Eating soft ice cream
Coney Island queen


We're going to Coney Island

Cults

'
Cause I'm your jazz singer and you're my cult leader
I love you forever, I love you forever


"Freak" music video

Diamonds

Diamond horseshoe sparkling


Just your diamond to adorn me


Baby's always wanting more
Buyin' diamond jewelry


Diamonds and pearls, your little girl


Direct reference to "Fake Diamond"


One day, my hoops will be made of diamonds


Diamonds are my bestest friend


She laughs like God
Her mind's like a diamond


Um, do you think you'll buy me lots of diamonds?


Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he’s making me crazy


I wear my diamonds on Skid Row


I wore diamonds for the birth of your baby

I wore diamonds for the day of our wedding


Lay me down tonight in my diamonds and pearls


Dope and diamonds
Dope and diamonds
Diamonds

Dresses

Black eyes
Short dress


I hope you remember me like this
Dancing in the stars in my sundress


Come back baby, come back to me
I'll be in my sundress watching TV

I'll put on your favorite dress and we'll party


Honey, put on that party dress
Hell yes!


Put me in a party dress one time


Black bra, red dress, makeup on


Eyes all on my dress again
I know how this ends


Chateau Marmont, slipping on my red dress, putting on my makeup


I got my red dress on tonight
Dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight


I'm in his favorite sundress
Watching me get undressed


Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on


I know that I'm a mess with my long hair
And my suntan, short dress, bare feet


Honey, put on that party dress


I remember party dresses
I remember party dresses

Copacabana, yes in my party dress


Put my little red party dress on
Everybody knows that I'm the best, I'm crazy


I'm getting all dressed up tonight
Dressed up just to hear you, boy


When I was a waitress wearing a white dress
Look how I do this, look how I got this

I was a waitress wearing a tight dress

Drugs/getting high

Icon
Young star
Heroin fiend


Roller coaster, Coca-Cola
Crystal methamphetamine


I do them drugs to stop the f-food cravings
If you wanna get high with me
I'm in the back doin' crack, drinkin' p-p-pepsi


Jean Paul Gaultier, Versace and yayo


Right line, right man
Right mixture of cocaine and heroin


You are a junkie on your window smiling wide


You bought me dimebags
Felt like we were famous


V is for my valiant Valium baby
E is for the X that we took with champagne


I am lyin', usin' again


Drugs suck it up like vanilla icys


I'll spend my days getting high with all my friends

Shootin' heroin and speedballs


Direct reference to "Daytona Meth"


I’m shimmering in love on that crystal meth


Are you back in Greenwich, droppin' acid?

Did you leave for Battery with your weed?

Yo soy la princesa, comprende mis white lines


Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow


Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo


Direct reference to "High by the Beach"


I used to shoot up my veins in neon


Chances in my veins, running out of time

Those nights were on fire
We couldn't get higher


All the pills that you take
Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's length don't work

Fireworks

'
Member how we used to escape for the summer?
Fireworks and sparklers would light up the black skies

Gas stations/Convenience stores

Been pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road


Me and Claudeen at the Seven Eleven


Baby, we can go down to 7-Eleven


Baby stoppin' at 7-Eleven

Gold

With your golden grill true love never dies


Gold and silver-lined my heart


Gold chains, kissing fly, leaning on your chrome ride


Gold hoops, cherry pie, I'm the apple of his eye


Crying tears of gold like lemonade


Sun in my mouth and gold hoops


Nothing gold can stay
Like love or lemonade


Nothing gold can stay

Hollywood

It's like a Hollywood movie
The black and white waves sparkling truly


Mansfield ringer from the Hollywood silver screen, silver screen


Cruising down the street on Hollywood and Vine for you, baby


She's got the best, sparklin' like a Hollywood movie, ahhh


High up in the Hollywood hills taking violet pills
High up in the Hollywood hills crushing violet pills


But Hollywood legends
Will never grow old

Ice cream

Eating soft ice cream
Coney Island queen


La-da-da-da-da
Soft ice creams


Now it's time to eat
Soft ice cream

Jazz and blues

I'm a pop-blues singer, fam-bam zinger


I'm a bad jazz singer, givin' you the finger


'
Cause I'm your jazz singer and you're my cult leader
I love you forever, I love you forever


My baby lives in shades of blue
Blue eyes and jazz and attitude


And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything


We could cruise to the blues
Wilshire Boulevard, if we choose


But I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I've got those blues


Beatboxing and rapping in the summer rain
Like a boss, you sang jazz and blues


All I hear is Billie Holiday
It's all that I play

Las Vegas

He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past


To Las vegas, chaos
Casino oasis
Honey it is time to spin


We should have left Las Vegas
And then began again

Lemonade

Lemonade, motorcycles
Lemonade, motorcycles


Crying tears of gold like lemonade


Nothing gold can stay
Like love or lemonade

Lolita

Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he's my beau
Puts them on a roller coaster, lures them in with Coca-Cola!


Direct reference to "1949"


Direct reference to "Lolita"


Direct reference to "Carmen" (Lolita's nickname in the book)


Light of my life, Fire of my loins

Loneliness

Sometimes I get lonely, millions can hold me now


I feel so alone on a Friday night

Long Beach

That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C


I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe


Head to Long Beach to Newport
By your side as they don't yet know where I reside

Los Angeles

You were from L.A. but you were all there
You were all right


So I'm going
Back to Santa Monica
New York to L.A


On the streets of LA
Where the future is now


I was a young girl, selfish and wild
Like a fire in LA


I can already taste it, kid
L.A.'s gonna look real good


He doesn't mind I have a LA crass way about me


Now I'm in L.A., and it's paradise


L.A., I don't even have to fake it now


I'm a star child, big smile, living in L.A


We could cruise to the blues
Wilshire Boulevard if we choose


And we could cruise to the news
Pico Boulevard in your used
Little bullet car if we choose


L.A. is in flames, it's getting hot

New York City

Greenwich, I need you
Strangled up in ivy


So I'm going
Back to Santa Monica
New York to L.A


Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissin' my stilettos


'
Cause I am the baddest girl in NYC


Diet Mountain Dew, baby, New York City


Are you back in Greenwich, droppin' acid?

We could go back to New York
Loving you was really hard


The Queen of New York City


Took a flight to New York City
I miss that Hudson River line


Well, now it's been years since I left New York


I miss New York and I miss the music

New Jersey

I am the New Jersey Dance Queen
He is the construction king

Older men

I like them over 50 (Oh really?)


You got the grin of a very old man


My old man is a bad man


I gots a taste for men who are older
It’s always been, so it’s no surprise

Palm trees

Palm trees in black and white
Last thing I saw before I died


Palm trees in the light, I can see late at night


Palms reflecting in your eyes, like an endless summer

Religion/Christianity/God/Jesus

I am my only god
Now


What you don't tell no one, you can tell me
Swing it high like Jesus, baby


God bless the universe, god bless the ocean
God bless you and god bless me


I said it's nice to love and be loved
But I'd rather know what God knows


The stone Mary in the garden
She let me know she watching


But I trust in the decision of the Lord
To watch over us
Take him when he may, if He may


I even think I found God
In the flashbulbs of the pretty cameras


Direct reference to "Gods & Monsters"


Let’s take Jesus off the dashboard
Got enough on his mind


Jesus is my bestest friend


Mary prays the rosary for my broken mind


I've always been a strong woman of faith

Got your Bible, got your gun


You talk lots about God
Freedom comes from the call


Direct reference to "God Knows I Tried"

Rivieras

Everything I want, I have
Money, notoriety, and rivieras

Roses

Flowers in my hair, roses on the vine


Roses in my hair, dancing in the air
Feels like I'm flying


You smell like a million roses
Bathed in rock 'n' roll


There are roses in between my thighs
And a fire that surrounds you

Saigon

Babe, in the land of sweetness and danger, Queen of Saigon


Down on the West coast, they got their icons
Their silver starlets, their Queens of Saigons

San Francisco

Took a trip to San Francisco
All our friends said we would jive

Santa Monica

So I'm going
Back to Santa Monica
New York to L.A


Santa Monica, I'm racing in the lights for you, baby

Smoking

Cigarettes, Robitussin
Will I ever get to heaven?


Buy me my peach lip gloss
Cigarettes and lollipops


Smokin' in the back, in our mini skirts


Smokin' all my cigarettes
Missin' what we used to got


With Slurpee machines and organs playing
Preferably with smoking inside


He had a cigarette with his number on it
He gave it over to me, “Do you want it?”


In my white mink, pink cigarettes from the store


Cigar hanging from your lips


I can see my baby swinging
His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up


I'm smokin' while I'm runnin' on my treadmill


So I smoke cigarettes
Just to understand the smog

Summer

I can be your summertime
Baby, you can call me May


Summer hail and summer stranger

'
Member how we used to escape for the summer?
Fireworks and sparklers would light up the black skies


Hot like the summer and mean like a child


Summer’s almost over, baby
Everybody thinks I’m crazy


Direct reference to "Summertime Sadness"


Summer's in the air and, baby, heaven's in your eyes


Summertime is nice and hot


Your hot, hot weather in the summer
Hot, hot, neglectful lover


Or sun or summer days
It's all a game to me anyway


Palms reflecting in your eyes, like an endless summer
That's the way I feel for you


The summer's wild
And I've been waiting for you all this time


Summertime, and the livin's easy


Summer comes, Winter goes
Spring I skip, God knows

Swimming/pools

Super cool, swimming pool


I want you, you, you, by my swimmin' pool


Watch me in the swimming pool
Bright blue ripples


Yo, we used to go break into the hotel
Glimmering, we’d swim

Trailer parks

Singin' in the trailer park


Come back to your trailer, come see your queen

Violence

Direct reference to "Ultraviolence"


We both know the history of violence that surrounds you

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