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演出藝人
Lucian Piane
Lucian Piane
演出者
詞曲
Lucian Piane
Lucian Piane
作曲
Jean-Yves Ducornet
Jean-Yves Ducornet
作曲

歌詞

Hey, it's me, God
Good girls may go to heaven but bad girls rule the world
Who's the baddest bitch in herstory?
Well, who am I to judge?
In the beginning there were one, two, three
Adam and Me, and my best friend Steve
They started making out in front of me
That't when I told them that they had to leave, "Get out"
But they took all the food from me, except the apple on the tree
It was forbidden, God, are You kidding?
Then the snake told me to bake an apple pie and not a cake
So I did it, I went and bit it
And then everything went to shit and I realized I was naked
What?
That's right
The most beautiful face in the world
That launched a thousand ships
She mezmorizes with her smile
But, oi, when she opens her lips
You're not Helen of Troy
You're not Helen of Troy
You're not Helen of Troy
I'm Helen of Troy
You're not Helen of Troy
You're not Helen of Troy
You're not Helen of Troy
I'm Helen of Troy
I'm Helen of Troy
I started at the bottom, one stone at time
I never gave up, I was going for the climb
I learned my hieroglyphics and became the queen of the Nile
Oh yeah
Me and Mark Antony, hand in hand
Walking like an Egyptan
Thick eyeliner with a sick profile
And what had happened was
I worked my way up to the top of the pyramid
Just like all of the boys did
Worked my way up. worked my way up
Worked my way, way , way way, way up
To the top of the pyramid
Meow
So, how did that work out for you and Mark Antony?
He turned out to be a real pain in the asp
They call me a witch, they call me a liar
Now they wanna set my pussy on fire
I was the baddest bitch, a lady freedom fighter
The voices in my head going off like a choir, choir
La la la, voices in my head (They go)
La la la, voices in my head, head
You gonna burn me at the stake?
Better bring some barbeque sauce
Wanna touch this Catholic Saint?
Better pray and ask the boss
Saint, sinner, chicken dinner
Holy war, holy winner
(Saints, sinner, chicken dinner)
(Holy war, holy winner)
La la la, voices in my head (They go)
La la la, voices in my head, head
Oh my God, everyone's talking at once, shut up
If you're looking to start a revolution
I created a social media solution
Put on your opulent jewels, hair, and dress
And say it in one-hundred-forty characters or less
Let them eat cake, let them eat cake
Let them eat cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
Let them eat cake
Let them eat cake
Let them eat cake
Let them eat cake
Let them eat cake
I had a great many lovers that I took to bed
Every Tom, Dick, and Igor, and even Mr. Ed
There's more of me to love with these few extra pounds
Everybody knows I like to horse around
Horse around
Giddy up and get down, I said giddy up!
Horse around
Come and take a ride on my merry-go-round
Horse around
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Horse around
All of Russia is my stomping ground
I got a nice big carrot
I'm Annie Oakley
And this is my band
The Sharp Shooters
Five, six
Been on my own since I was young
Came out of my momma with a gun
A better shot than anyone
No one can beat me
But there's a story y'all don't know
My draw was fast and his was slow
It really was his time to go
So I went bang, bang
Bang, bang
These double barrels pumped him full of lead
I went bang, bang
Bang, bang
He's six feet under, lying in my bed
Well, I guess I'm done
Yippee-yi-ki-gay
Por muchos, muchos años, I twisted every hour
Before I go to bed, I shaved it in the shower
I always thought it made my Frida face look sour
My uni, uni, uni, uni, uni, unibrow
But mom said, "It's okay to be a unibrow"
Don't ever be ashamed 'cause it's a sign of power
So now I pick my face and not a stupid flower
My uni, uni, uni, uni, uni, unibrow, hey
Uni, uni, uni, uni
Uni, uni, uni, uni
Uni, uni, uni, uni
Uni, unibrow
Ay, dios mio, that's a lot of unis
Girl, you need to get your brows waxed
Okay, you what? And you need to pluck off
I'm Eva Peron so, honey, don't you cry for me
I'm an actress, model, diva and first lady
I give the people hope for a better mañana
I was Evita after all, I played it better than Madonna
I did it for the rights, I did it for the kids
I did it for the sick and poor
I did it for the fame, I did it for the money
I did it 'cause I wanted more
I gave the poeple joy, I gave the poeple life
I gave the people drama
And I did it, oh yes, I did it
Better than Madonna
I'm Princess Di, I'm very shy
And the world fell in love with my eyes
To everyone, I was his wife
And we lived out a fairytale life
And then the shit hit the fan
I got divorced from my man
They made me give up my crown
But they can't keep a girl down
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause this English rose has thorns
They say, it's a man's world, we disagree
We been breaking the rules
And it started with me
We're the baddest bitches in herstory
Written by: Jean-Yves Ducornet, Lucian Piane
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