Architecture – Lana Del Rey (The Next Best American Record Demo)
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My baby used to dance underneath my architecture To the Houses of the Holy, smoking on them cigarettes My baby used to dance underneath my architecture He was cool as heck, he was cool as heck
But you were so obsessed with writing The next best American record That there was nothing left by the time we got to bed Baby, that’s a shame You were so obsessed with writing The next best American record You did it all for fame You did it all for fame
You did it all for fame Tell me how it treats you now You did it all for fame How does that taste coming out? You did it all for fame Baby, how’s life treating you now it’s over?
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture He was seventies in spirit, nineties in his frame of mind My baby used to dance underneath my architecture We lost track of space, we lost track of time
But you were so obsessed with writing The next best American record That there was nothing left by the time we got to bed Baby, that’s a shame You were so obsessed with writing The next best American record You did it all for fame You did it all for fame You know what I’m talking about
You did it all for fame Tell me how life treats you now You did it all for fame How does that taste coming out? Now that you lost the game Honey, how’s life treating you now that it’s over? Baby, how you feeling now that I told ya?
It’s you, all the roads lead to you Everything I want and do All the things that I say It’s true, all the roads lead to you Like the 405 I drive through Every night and every day I see you for who you really are Why the thousands of girls love the way Bill plays guitar
You did it all for fame Tell me how life treats you now You did it all for fame How does that taste coming out? You did it all for fame Honey, how’s life feeling now that it’s over? Baby, how’s life treating you now that I told ya? Honey, how’s it feeling now that I told you? Honey, how’s it feeling? I told you