Norman Fucking

Rockwell
Norman Fucking Rockwell
Goddamn, man-child Self-loathing poet, resident Laurel Canyon,
know-it-all
You fucked me so good that I almost said: I love
you You talk to the walls when the party gets bored
of you
You're fun, and you're wild
But I don't get bored, I just see you through
But you don't know the half of the shit that you
put me through Why wait for the best when I could have you?
Your poetry's bad, and you blame the news You
But I can't change that, and I can't change your
mood
'Cause you’re just a man
Ah-ah
It’s just what you do
Your head in your hands
'Cause you're just a man
As you color me blue
It's just what you do
Yeah, you're just a man
Your head in your hands
All through and through
As you color me blue
Your head in your hands
Yeah, you're just a man
As you color me blue
All through and through
Blue, blue
Your head in your hands
You make me blue
As you color me blue
Blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue
Goddamn, man-child
Blue, blue, blue
You act like a kid even though you stand six foot
two
Mariners’ apartment complex
You took my sadness out of context All the things that make me who I am
At the Mariners Apartment Complex And who I am is a big-time believer
I ain't no candle in the wind That people can change
But you don't have to leave her
I'm the bolt, the lightning, the thunder When everyone's talking
Kind of girl who's gonna make you wonder You can make a stand
Who you are and who you've been
'Cause even in the dark I feel your resistance
And who I've been is with you on these beaches You can see my heart burning in the distance
Your venice bitch, your die-hard, your weakness Baby, baby, baby, I'm your man (yeah)
Maybe I could save you from your sins
You lose your way, just take my hand
So, kiss the sky and whisper to Jesus You're lost at sea
My, my, my, you found this, you need this Then I'll command your boat to me again
Take a deep breath, baby, let me in Don't look too far
Right where you are, that's where I am
You lose your way, just take my hand I'm your man, I'm your man
You're lost at sea
Then I'll command your boat to me again Catch a wave and take in the sweetness (catch a
wave and take in the sweetness, the sweetness)
Don't look too far
Take in the sweetness (take in the sweetness)
Right where you are, that's where I am
You want this, you need this (you want this, you
I'm your man, I'm your man
need this)
Are you ready for it? (are you ready for it?)
They mistook my kindness for weakness
Are you ready for it? (are you ready for it?)
I fucked up, I know that, but Jesus
Are you ready for it? (are you ready for it?)
Can't a girl just do the best she can?

Catch a wave and take in the sweetness

Think about it, the darkness, the deepness
Venice Bitch Callin' out: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
Fear fun, fear love
Fresh out of fucks, forever You're in the yard, I light the fire
Tryin' to be stronger for you And as the summer fades away
Ice cream, ice queen Nothing gold can stay
I dream in jeans and leather You write, I tour, we make it work
Life's dream, I'm sweet for you You're beautiful and I'm insane
We're American-made
Oh God, I miss you on my lips
It's me, your little Venice bitch Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids Signin' off: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
Callin' out: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Signin' off: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
You're in the yard, I light the fire
And as the summer fades away Oh God, want you on my lips (I do, I do)
Nothing gold can stay It's me, your little Venice bitch
You write, I tour, we make it work On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
You're beautiful and I'm insane Signin' off: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
We're American-made
Oh, shatter (yeah), oh, shatter (yeah, yeah), oh,
shatter (yeah)
Give me hallmark
Signin' off: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
One dream, one life, one lover
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Paint me happy and blue
Signin' off: Bang, bang, kiss, kiss
Norman Rockwell
Yeah, yeah
No hype under our covers
It's just me and you
Young baby is back in town now
You should come, come over
Oh God, I miss you on my lips
We'll be hanging around now
It's me, your little Venice bitch
You should come, come over
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
 We're getting high now, because we're older
Oh God, I love him on my lips Me, myself, I like diamonds
It's me, your little Venice bitch My baby, crimson and clover
Touch me with your fingertips
It's me, your little Venice bitch Crimson and clover, honey
Crimson and clover, honey
Ba-back in the garden Crimson and clover, honey
We're getting high now, because we're older Crimson and clover, honey
Me, myself, I like diamonds Crimson and clover, honey
My baby, crimson and clover Crimson and clover, honey

(La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers) Over and over, honey

(La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers) Over and over, honey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, whatever Over and over, honey
Everything, whatever Over and over, honey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, whatever Over and over
Everything, whatever
If you weren't mine, I'd be
Ah, ah, ah, ah Jealous of your love
Ah yeah, ah yeah If you weren't mine, I'd be
(La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers) Jealous of your love
Ah yeah, ah If you weren't mine, I'd be
(La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers) Jealous of your love
La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, (yeah) beautiful losers If you weren't mine, I'd be
(yeah)
Jealous of your love
La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, (yeah) beautiful losers
If you weren't mine, I'd be
(yeah)
Jealous of your love
La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers
La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers

Back in the garden

Fuck it, I love you And you know everyone adores you
I like to see everything in neon You can't feel it and you're tired
Drink lime green, stay up 'til dawn Baby‚ wish that you would hold me or just say
that you were mine
Maybe the way that I'm living is killing me
But it's killing me slowly
I like to light up the stage with a song
Do shit to keep me turned on
Dream a little dream of me
But one day I woke up like: Maybe I'll do it
differently Turn this into something sweet
Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song
So I moved to California‚ but it's just a state of Fuck it, I love you
mind
Fuck it, I love you
It turns out everywhere you go‚ you take
Fuck it, I love you
yourself‚ that's not a lie
I really do
Wish that you would hold me or just say that
you were mine
It's killing me slowly It turns out California's more than just a state of
mind
I met you on the boulevard, wind through my
Dream a little dream of me
hair, you blew my mind
Make me into something sweet
And if I wasn't so fucked up, I think I'd fuck you
Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song all the time
Fuck it, I love you (I really do)
Fuck it‚ I love you It's killing me slowly
Fuck it, I love you
I really do (Fuck it, I love you) I moved to California, but
it's just a state of mind
(Fuck it, I love you) it turns out everywhere you
I used to shoot up my veins in neon
go you take yourself, that's not a lie
And shit's even brighter; you're gone
(Fuck it, I love you) wish that you would hold
So many things I would say to you me or just say that you were mine

I want you (I really do) it’s killing me slowly

You moved to California, but it's just a state of (Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my
mind money on my mind
(Fuck it, I love you) drugs is in my vein, running All the people in the dance will agree that we're
out of time
Well-qualified to represent the L.B.C
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my
Me, me and Louie
money on my mind
We gon' run to the party and dance to the rhythm
(I really do) Drugs is in my vein, running out of
time It gets harder (harder, yeah, harder, yeah)
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my
money on my mind
Oh, take this veil from off my eyes
(Fuck it, I love you) drugs is in my vein, running
out of time My burning sun will someday rise

(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my So, what am I gonna be doin' for a while?
money on my mind Said, I'm gonna play with myself
(I really do) drugs is in my vein, running out of Show them, now, we've come off the shelf
time

Summertime, and the livin's easy

Doin’ Time
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG
Summertime, and the livin's easy
All the people in the dance will agree that we're
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG
Well-qualified to represent the L.B.C
All the people in the dance will agree that we're
Me, me and Louie
Well-qualified to represent the L.B.C
We gon' run to the party and dance to the rhythm
Me, me and Louie
It gets harder (harder, yeah, harder, yeah)
We gon' run to the party and dance to the rhythm
It gets harder (harder, harder)
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most
definitely
Me and my girl, we got this relationship Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely
I love her so bad, but she treats me like shit The tension, it's getting hotter
On lockdown, like a penitentiary I'd like to hold her head underwater
She spreads her lovin' all over (Summertime)
And when she gets home, there's none left for (Ah, ah, ah)
me

Summertime, and the livin's easy

Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG
All the people in the dance will agree that we're Grab my waist, don’t waste any part
Well-qualified to represent the L.B.C I believe that you see me for who I am
Me, me and Louie So spill my clothes on the floor of your new car
We gon' run to the party and dance to the rhythm Is it safe, is it safe to just be who we are?
It gets harder Is it safe, is it safe to just be who we are?

Love Song Oh, be my once in a lifetime

In the car, in the car, in the backseat Lying on your chest in my party dress
I'm your baby I'm a fucking mess, but I
We go fast, we go so fast, we don’t move Oh, thanks for the high life
I believe in a place you take me Baby, it's the best, passed the test and yes
Make you real proud of your baby Now I'm here with you, and I
In your car, I'm a star and I'm burnin' through Would like to think that you would stick around
you
You know that I’d just die to make you proud
In your car, I'm a star and I'm burnin' through
The taste, the touch, the way we love
you
It all comes down to make the sound of our love
song
Oh, be my once in a lifetime
The taste, the touch, the way we love
Lying on your chest, in my party dress
It all comes down to make the sound of our love
I'm a fucking mess but I song
Oh, thanks for the high life
Baby, it's the best, passed the test and yes Cinnamon Girl
Now I'm here with you, and I Cinnamon in my teeth
Would like to think that you would stick around From your kiss, you're touching me
You know that I'd just die to make you proud All the pills that you take
The taste, the touch, the way we love Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's
length don't work
It all comes down to make the sound of our love
song You try to push me out, but I just find my way
back in
Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out, I win
Dream a dream, here's a scene
Touch me anywhere 'cause I'm your baby
There's things I wanna say to you, but I'll just let Be the first who ever did
you live
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Like if you hold me without hurting me
Hold me, love me, touch me, honey
You'll be the first who ever did
Be the first who ever did
There's things I wanna talk about, but better not
to keep
There's things I wanna say to you, but I'll just let
But if you hold me without hurting me
you live
You'll be the first who ever did
Like if you hold me without hurting me
You'll be the first who ever did
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
There's things I wanna talk about, but better not
Hold me, love me, touch me, honey to keep
Be the first who ever did Like if you hold me without hurting me
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah You'll be the first who ever did
Hold me, love me, touch me, honey
Be the first who ever did How to disappear
John met me down at the boulevard
Kerosene in my hands Cried on his shoulder 'cause life is hard
You make me mad, I'm fire again The waves came in over my head
All the pills that you take What you been up to, my baby?
Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's Haven't seen you 'round here lately
length don't work
All of the guys tell me lies but you don't
You just crack another beer
There's things I wanna say to you, but I'll just let
And pretend that you're still here
you live
Like if you hold me without hurting me
This is how to disappear
You'll be the first who ever did
This is how to disappear
There's things I wanna talk about, but better not
to keep
But if you hold me without hurting me Joe met me down at the training yard
You'll be the first who ever did Got cuts on his face 'cause he fought too hard
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah I know he's in over his head
Hold me, love me, touch me, honey But I love that man like nobody can
He moves mountains and pounds them to You said to a friend
ground again
That you wish you were doing better
I watched the guys getting high as they fight
I wanted to reach out
For the things that they hold dear
But I never said a thing
To forget the things they fear

I shouldn't have done it

This is how to disappear
But I read it in your letter
This is how to disappear
You said to a friend
That you wish you were doing better
Now, it's been years since I left New York
I wanted to call you
I've got a kid and two cats in the yard
But I didn't say a thing
The California Sun and the movie stars
(Two, three, four)
I watched the skies getting light as I write
As I think about those years
Oh, I'll pick you up
As I whisper in your ear
If you come back to America, just hit me up
'Cause this is crazy love
I'm always going to be right here
I'll catch you on the flipside
No one's going anywhere
If you come back to California
You should just hit me up
California
You don't ever have to
We'll do whatever you want
Be stronger than you really are
Travel wherever how far
When you're lying in my arms, baby
We'll hit up all the old places
We'll have a party, we'll dance 'til dawn
You don't ever have to
Go faster than your fastest pace
I'll pick up all of your Vogues
Or faster than my fastest cars
And all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top shelf
I shouldn't have done it
I'll throw a party all night long
But I read it in your letter
You don't ever have to
Be stronger than you really are I'll pick up all of your Vogues
When you're lying in my arms, and, honey And all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top shelf
You don't ever have to I'll throw a party all night long
Act cooler than you think you should
You're brighter than the brightest stars Oh, I'll pick you up
If you come back to America, just hit me up
You're scared to win, scared to lose 'Cause this is crazy love
I've heard the war was over I'll catch you on the flipside
If you really choose If you come back to California
The one in and around you You should just hit me up

You hate the heat, you've got the blues The next best American record
Changing like the weather My baby used to dance underneath my
architecture
Oh, that's so like you
To the Houses of the Holy, smokin' on them
The Santa Ana moves you
cigarettes
(Two, three, four)
My baby used to dance underneath my
architecture

Oh, I'll pick you up He was cool as heck

If you come back to America, just hit me up He was cool as heck

'Cause this is crazy love

I'll catch you on the flipside And we were so obsessed with writing the next
best American record
If you come back to California
That we gave all we had 'til the time we got to
You should just hit me up bed
'Cause we knew we could
We'll do whatever you want We were so obsessed with writing the next best
Travel wherever how far American record

We'll hit up all the old places 'Cause we were just that good

We'll have a party, we'll dance 'til dawn It was just that good
Whatever's on tonight‚ I just wanna party with It's you‚ all the roads lead to you
you
Everything I want and do, all the things that I
Topanga's hot tonight‚ I'm taking off my bathing say
suit
It's true, all the roads lead to you
You make me feel like
Like the 405 I drive through
There's something that I never knew I wanted
Every night and every day
I see you for who you really are
My baby used to dance underneath my
Why the thousands of girls love
architecture
The way Bill plays guitar
He was '70s in spirit‚ '90s in his frame of mind
My baby used to dance underneath my
architecture Whatever’s on tonight‚ I just wanna party with
you
We lost track of space
Topanga's hot tonight, I'm taking off my bathing
We lost track of time
suit
You make me feel like
And we were so obsessed with writing the next
There's something that I never knew I wanted
best American record
We play the Eagles down in Malibu and I want it
That we gave all we had 'til the time we got to
bed There's something that I never knew I wanted
'Cause we knew we could
We were so obsessed with writing the next best The greatest
American record
I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe
’Cause we were just that good
I miss dancing with you the most of all
It was just that good
I miss the bar where the Beach Boys would go
Dennis' last stop before Kokomo
Whatever's on tonight, I just wanna party with
you
Topanga's hot tonight, I’m taking off my bathing Those nights were on fire
suit We couldn't get higher
You make me feel like We didn't know that we had it all
There's something that I never knew I wanted But nobody warns you before the fall
We play the Eagles down in Malibu and I want it

And I'm wasted

Don't leave‚ I just need a wake-up call Bartender
I'm facing the greatest All the ladies of the canyon
The greatest loss of them all Wearing black to their house parties
The culture is lit and I had a ball Crosby, Stills and Nash is playing
I guess I'm signing off after all Wine is flowing with Bacardi

I miss New York and I miss the music But sometimes, girls just want to have fun
Me and my friends‚ we miss rock 'n' roll The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun
I want shit to feel just like it used to
When‚ baby, I was doing nothin' the most of all I bought me a truck in the middle of the night
The culture is lit, and if this is it‚ I had a ball It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right
I guess that I'm burned out after all Photo-free exits from baby's bedside
'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive
I'm wasted I'm just tryna keep my love alive
Don't leave, I just need a wake-up call With my bartender, hold me all night
I'm facing the greatest Bartender, our love's alive
The greatest loss of them all Baby, remember, I'm not drinking wine
The culture is lit and I had a ball But that Cherry Coke you serve is fine
I guess that I'm burned out after all And our love's sweet enough on the vine
Bartender, bar-t-t-tender
If this is it, I'm signing off
Miss doing nothin' the most of all All the ladies of the canyon
Hawaii just missed that fireball Wearing white for their tea parties
L.A. is in flames‚ it's getting hot Playing games of levitation
Kanye West is blond and gone Meditating in the garden
Life on Mars ain't just a song
I hope the live stream's almost on And I love the little games that we play
From the valley to the beach
And when at last the day is done, I grab my keys
I bought me a truck in the middle of the night It escapes from my hands into moonlight
It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right Every day is a lullaby
Photo-free exits from baby's bedside Hum it on the phone, like, every night
'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive Sing it for my babies on the tour life, ah
I'm just tryna keep my love alive
With my bartender, hold me all night If he's a serial killer, then what's the worst
Bartender, our love's alive That can happen to a girl who's already hurt?
Baby, remember, I'm not drinking wine I'm already hurt
But that Cherry Coke you serve is fine If he's as bad as they say, then I guess I'm cursed
And our love's sweet enough on the vine Looking into his eyes, I think he's already hurt
Bar-t-t-tender, bar-t-t-tender, bar-t-t-tender He's already hurt
Ha, ha, ha, ha
I said: Don't be a jerk, don't call me a taxi
I bought me a truck in the middle of the night Sitting in your sweatshirt, crying in the backseat,
ooh
60 MPH on PCH drive
I just wanna dance with you
Here to Long Beach to Newport by your side
Hollywood and Vine, Black Rabbit in the alley
As they don't yet know where I reside
I just wanna hold you tight down the avenue
60 miles from the last place I hide
I just wanna dance with you
With my bar-t-t-tender, hold me all night
I just wanna dance with you
Bar-t-t-tender, keep love alive
Bar-t-t-tender
Baby, I just wanna dance (dance)
With you (dance)
Happiness is a butterfly
Baby, I just wanna dance (dance)
Do you want me or do you not?
With you
I heard one thing, now I'm hearing another
Dropped a pin to my parking spot
Left the canyon, drove to the club
The bar was hot, it's 2 AM, it feels like summer
I was one thing, now I'm being another
Laurel down to Sunset in the truck
Happiness is a butterfly
I'll pick you up if you're in town on the corner,
Try to catch it, like, every night
ah
Happiness is a butterfly Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like
me to have – but I have it
We should catch it while dancing
I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking
I lose myself in the music, baby
that I thought
Every day is a lullaby
Maybe if I'd get less stressed if I was tested less
Try to catch it like lightning like

I sing it into my music, I'm crazy All of these debutantes

Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels
on white yachts
If he's a serial killer, then what's the worst
But I'm not, baby, I'm not
That can happen to a girl who's already hurt?
No, I'm not that, I'm not
I'm already hurt
If he's as bad as they say, then I guess I'm cursed
I've been tearing around in my fucking
Looking into his eyes, I think he's already hurt nightgown
He's already hurt 24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on my walls
I said: Don't be a jerk, don't call me a taxi 'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my
Sitting in your sweatshirt, crying in the backseat, notepad
ooh Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
I just wanna dance with you But at best I can say I'm not sad
Hollywood and Vine, Black Rabbit in the alley 'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman
I just wanna hold you tight down the avenue like me to have

I just wanna dance with you Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me
to have
I just wanna dance with you

I had fifteen-year dances

Baby, I just wanna dance (dance)
Church basement romances, yeah, I've got
With you (dance)
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
Baby, I just wanna dance (dance)
Is the only love I've ever known
With you
Except for the stage, which I also call home,
when I'm not
Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
Hello, it's the most famous woman you know on
the iPad
Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say: But at best, you can see I'm not sad
Hi, Dad
But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like
me to have
I've been tearing up town in my fucking white Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me
gown to have
Like a goddamn near sociopath
Shaking my ass is the only thing that's Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me
to have
Got this black narcissist off my back
But I have it
She couldn't care less, and I never cared more
Yeah, I have it
So there's no more to say about that
Yeah, I have it
Except: Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman
like me to have I have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my
past

There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I

saw
Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which
mostly I've known
A modern day woman with a weak constitution,
'cause I've got
Monsters still under my bed that I could never
fight off
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my
nights off

I've been tearing around in my fucking

nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on your walls
'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my
pad
They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm
not