Record Collection

Mark Ronson

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[Intro]       Eskiboy   Mark Ronson Put this one in your record box! [Verse 1] I take too long to answer telephones I take too long to type my name and record messages But my hand writing is excellent In fact it’s second to none none I just got in from somewhere really good They offered me the part of Bono and a speaking role With all the merchandise and sunglasses I could ever need need I drive ’round cities in a chariot I get preferential treatment at the Marriott But if the truth be told I’m naked under all these clothes [Chorus] I’ll tell you what it is on my mind woah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah And I’ll do anything it takes just to get there      [Verse 2] My brain is buzzing and the room is strange Like that scene in Trading Places at the stock exchange I made a million overnight in ’87 Now I’m living in my parking space parking space My teeth are bright and my hair is clean I wear Paco Rabanne like I was Charlie Sheen But in the rain we all look wet And in the snow we all look cold [Chorus] I’ll tell you what it is on my mind woah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah And I’ll do anything it takes just to get there [Break]       Yo   Eskiboy A-listed (A-listed) [Verse 3] Disgusted by all the flashness I think I’m a don they think I’m an actor but I catch this (Catch)    My two needs are a pillow and a mattress Once I can fill up the space with a famous actress Give me a mil’ I’ll do a DJ set I pull spikey with the green like a cactus Showoff ego’s high you can’t match this Chauvinistic pig Money Man tactics [Verse 4] I’m not as clever as I thought I was It got pointed out to me as I was tying the knot And all I want to know is How I got so far down down I’m not as lucky as I thought I was My luck ran out the other day as I was crossing the road Who would have thought a truck like that Could cause so much? [Chorus]   I’ll tell you what it is on my mind woah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah I only want to be in your record collection woah aaah And I’ll do anything it takes just to get there

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Cette chanson évoque les aspirations et les contradictions de la vie moderne. Le narrateur se sent perdu malgré son succès apparent et souhaite ardemment faire partie de la collection de disques de quelqu'un, symbolisant un désir d'acceptation et de reconnaissance authentique. À travers des réflexions sur son image, ses succès éphémères et ses luttes intérieures, il montre que derrière les apparences, il se sent vulnérable et en quête de quelque chose de plus profond. Le contexte de la chanson semble refléter la superficialité de la célébrité et le besoin d'être véritablement aimé pour qui l'on est, plutôt que pour le statut ou la richesse. C'est un rappel que, même au sommet, on peut se sentir seul et désespérément en quête de connexion.