Mark Ronson – Leaving Los Feliz

I’m on the guest list down at Paul’s Baby Grand
That hipster doorman he don’t know who I am
But my studied aloofness is proof I belong so I pass

Some girls are pieced like Krylon bombs on the walls
Some cut the line to cut the lines in the stalls
On the floor is the border between paradise and the Fall

I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m over the scenesters
I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m leaving Los Feliz

I cruise the room without attracting a glance
My Ksubi jeans are more like armor than pants
But I don’t want to go just yet so I suppose I should dance

The music wobbles between rapture and dread
Like a divine name that can never be said
And I shoot a pretend documentary inside my head

I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m over the scenesters
I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m leaving Los Feliz

I’m young enough to know I’m too young to quit
I’m old enough to want to get over it
But the yearning is timeless and mine is as deep as the Pit

I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m over the scenesters
I’m leaving Los Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I’m leaving Los Feliz

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Mark Ronson lyrics
Album: Uptown Special

Mark Ronson – Daffodils

Run your fingers down the cool
Underbelly of the blue evening
Crank that vapor-wagon
Start that kick dragon beating
Step out on the patio
Follow where your daddy-o’s leading

Wrestle with our shadow twins
Hold’em till they’re glowin’ in warning
Hit that bubble kit now
Laughin’ as you breathe out, easy
Drop another daffodil
We can push on through till morning

Drop another daffodil sail off the map until morning

Baby just say no to sleep
Bodies got to keep exploring
Sweet volcano violence
Vast new continents spawning
Drop another daffodil
We can push on through till morning

Drop another daffodil sail right off the map until morning

Put another record on
Maybe Chaka Khan or Rocky
Catch on fire above the
Green empire of the kraken
Flow with the isosceles
To the beat of six knees knocking

Drop another daffodil we can push on through till morning
Drop another daffodil sail right off the map until morning

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Mark Ronson lyrics
Album: Uptown Special

Mark Ronson – Summer Breaking

Driving through Ghosttown
Metal horses a thousand feet high
Orange sky

Pulling your top down
In the back of some prettyboy’s ride
You get high

Avenues
Empty as .44 clips
Cargo ships, teen zombies ghost-riding their whips
(See how they play)

You’re always summer breaking
Running wild in the street after dark
You’re always summer breaking
Hanging out with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You’re gonna need someone
To break your fall

Give him a haircut
In the old kitchen chair in your yard
Saint Delilah

He thinks you care
Does he know you’re too bright and too hard
Like a diamond

Play your game
Play him the way you played me
Be the girl you pretend to pretend not to be
(See how they play)

You’re always summer breaking
Running wild in the street after dark
You’re always summer breaking
Hanging round with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You’re gonna need someone
To break your fall

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Mark Ronson lyrics
Album: Uptown Special