So Legit

Lana Del Rey

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[Intro] [Verse 1] You were the freak king of the piercing shop All the girls thought they could sing But they’re really not shit I don’t get it You’re looking like a man you’re talking like a baby How the fuck is your song in a Coke commercial? Crazy I don’t get it your taste once exquisite [Chorus 1] What happened to Brooklyn? What happened to New York? What happened to my scene? What happened to punk rock rock? [Verse 2] You called me the queen of the downtown scene babe How the fuck would you go switch it up and then replace me? I don’t get it I’m so legit [Chorus 2] Tell me was it ’cause I wasn’t platinum in jewels? That perhaps you thought I was a little bit of an uncool Kid was that it? [Bridge] Stefani you suck I know you’re selling twenty million Wish they could have seen you when we booed you off in Williamsburg You’re hurt I know my words don’t hurt ya [Breakdown] Oh girl I see you walking ’round in your pearls Thinking that you’re number one You’re so funny ’cause honey you’re not [Chorus 3] What happened to Brooklyn the last frontier? They said you could make it anywhere if you can make it here But where? No magic in the air [Chorus 4] What happened to Brooklyn? What happened to our scene baby? Have we all gone Gaga crazy? Remember when the streets used to be dangerous And we were born bad? And we were born bad? [Outro] Punk rock punk rock The boys used to punch each other in the face And girls were walking ’round wasted Everyone had a good night come back in sunlight Punk rock rock rock

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La chanson évoque une nostalgie pour une époque révolue, où l'esprit rebelle de Brooklyn et de la scène punk était palpable. L’artiste se questionne sur la transformation de cette culture, déplorant que les valeurs et l'authenticité aient été remplacées par la commercialisation et des normes superficielles. Elle semble également faire référence à une relation personnelle dans laquelle elle se sent trahie et remplacée, déplorant la perte de son influence dans un milieu qui lui était cher. L'ensemble des paroles transmet un sentiment de désillusion face à l'évolution de la ville et de son identité musicale.