"Children of the Bad Revolution" is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010 and leaked on May 31, 2012. A snippet of a version with alternate lyrics leaked on May 15, 2016, and a second snippet of another demo with different lyrics and instrumental leaked on July 2, 2016. An alternate version with alternate lyrics leaked in full length on September 6th, 2016. The song was written and produced by Del Rey, James Dring and Jody Street.
Cross-references
- A Mercedes is also mentioned in "Driving in Cars with Boys".
- Marilyn Monroe, along with other celebrities, are also mentioned in "Puppy Love", "Hollywood's Dead" and "Body Electric" among others.
Lyrics
Version 1
Take me in your,
Fast car Mercedes,
Kissing on your neck,
While you drive here, he,
Doesn't care I'm always,
On my Blackberry,
All the time, all the time,
Buying into every line.
I'm a flashy little lush,
But he thinks I'm really fine.
Notorious and wild takes me,
Where I'm gonna shine.
Where the bad boys roll hard,
Dressing like James Dean,
And the vixen starlets,
Feels so good to be.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion.
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free.
Baby we are chancers,
On the scene,
Glamour in the gutters
Only so Artique.
See graffiti artists,
And tabloid queen,
Mix it up, mix it up,
Every dude you ever seen.
We're acting really tough,
Like the world belongs to us,
'Cause it does, yeah it must,
What we do creates the buzz.
Where the bad boys blow smoke,
Just like they're James Dean.
And the it-girls blow kisses,
Just like Marilyn.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion.
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free.
We run for our lives,
Break out of our chains,
So platinum edge,
Create our own games.
DJs, Rockstars,
Posers, we are,
The new politicians,
That celebrity edition.
And it's so pornographic,
And it's tragic but the magic,
Makes us free to be,
What we wanna be, wanna be.
The children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion.
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion.
About who we are,
What we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free, we're gonna,
Get free, oh.
Version 2
Take me in your,
Fast car Mercedes,
Kissing on your neck,
While you drive here, he,
Doesn't care I'm always,
On my Blackberry,
All the time, all the time
Drinkin' liquor on the dime.
Flashy little lush,
But he loves me 'cause I'm fine.
I party really hard,
But I'm workin' overtime.
He's just as bad as me,
'Cause he shine, shine, shines,
Like a light, but he's not that bright,
But he's mine.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion,
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free.
Baby, you're a real star,
Look at me.
I can tell a gem,
When I see, see, see.
I don't mind you always think about money,
All the time, all the time,
When you're mine, then you're mine.
I think you're really hot,
I really love your style.
You party till you drop,
You make everybody smile.
It's a perfect world,
And you're my perfect guy,
You wanna get too close to the edge,
You're not afraid to fly.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion,
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free.
Get out of your life,
Break out of them chains.
Run for your life,
There's still time to change.
Never give up,
Never forget who you are,
We're what you wanna be, wanna be.
Be your own god,
Be, be your own,
Be, be your own god,
Be, be your own.
Get free,
Get free, get free.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion,
About who we are and what we're gonna be.
Sweet and bloody,
My mafiosi,
With your dark hair,
And your switchblade teeth.
I don't care,
You always actin' shady,
Late at night, late at night,
It's all right, it's all right.
I knew it when we met,
Knew how you lived your life,
Livin' off the grid with a dream and a knife.
You can do your thing, baby,
If I can do mine,
You can watch me sing,
And I can help you do your crime, crime.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's the only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion,
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying's our only solution,
And I'm answering any confusion,
About who we are,
And what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free,
Free, free, free, free, free,
Get free.
We gonna get free, oh,
Get free.
(Ooh, ooh, ah,
What we're gonna be.
Gonna get free,
Get free, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah.)