I can be yellow, I can be orange by the afternoon
And I'm purple, so quick when I switch it up
Hurtful to mellow
I can be anything I wanted to, any color of the rainbow
Yeah, me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Low tide, moon's so bright
Moving my hips from left to right
My, my check my phone
Feel it in my belly when you're driving home like
Low tide, moon's so bright
Moving my hips from left to right
My, my check my phone
Feel it in my belly when you're driving home like
Like Cinderella making babies on the company's dime
We're making pennies out of paper, better find a new slime
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Is there something wrong with the way I'm designed?
Can't find comfort in anything, yeah
Should I change, should I leave myself behind?
And buy a boat to a private island
Baby girl (girl), won't you dry your eyes? (Dry your eyes)
Don't stress because you're doing it right (doing it right)
What they say, anything at all
Don't need a thing because you're in control
I can be yellow (yellow), I can be orange by the afternoon
And I'm purple (purple), so quick when I switch it up
Hurtful to mellow (mellow)
I can be anything I wanted to, any color of the rainbow (rainbow)
Yeah, me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Low tide, moon's so bright
Moving my hips from left to right
My, my check my phone
Feel it in my belly when you're driving home like
Low tide, moon's so bright
Moving my hips from left to right
My, my check my phone
Feel it in my belly when you're driving home like
Like Cinderella making babies on the company's dime
We're making pennies out of paper, better find a new slime
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Me and the boys in the hotel lobby
Remi Wolf - Big Ideas Album Lyrics
Remi Wolf - Big Ideas Lyrics
Writer: Jared Solomon, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Soup
Stay, stick around
Please don't get into your car
If the plane's on the ground
It can never really get that far
I can't help but make it 'bout me
Oh, when you and I are together
Now I'm cleaning up the dirt on my feet
And I'm hoping that I'm getting better
Until I'm
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without-
Lay like a dog
As I wait for your arrival
Play fetch in the yard
As a means of my survival
I can't help but make it 'bout me
Oh, when you and I are together
Now I'm brushing off the blood on my teeth
And I'm hoping that I'm getting better
Until I'm
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
I could never do what you wanted, baby
Now our love just wants to divide us lately
I can never do what you wanted, baby
Now our love just wants to divide us lately
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without-
Please don't get into your car
If the plane's on the ground
It can never really get that far
I can't help but make it 'bout me
Oh, when you and I are together
Now I'm cleaning up the dirt on my feet
And I'm hoping that I'm getting better
Until I'm
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without-
Lay like a dog
As I wait for your arrival
Play fetch in the yard
As a means of my survival
I can't help but make it 'bout me
Oh, when you and I are together
Now I'm brushing off the blood on my teeth
And I'm hoping that I'm getting better
Until I'm
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
I could never do what you wanted, baby
Now our love just wants to divide us lately
I can never do what you wanted, baby
Now our love just wants to divide us lately
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na
Doing business on the top of the roof
They told me to leave, but I don't want to leave without you
You're so patient with the animals too
If you gave me the keys, I'll go and pick up the soup
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without you
Ohh, ohh, I don't wanna live without-
Writer: Jared Solomon, Kevin Rhomberg, Carter Lang, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Motorcycle
I love my motorcycle
It gets me around this funny town
Pass the chaos by, in this great big world
And no one knows what they're talkin' about
I love my water colors
That make a pretty little puddle when my rain falls
Yeah, they spill on me in my big white tee
'Til my eyes start closin' at five
Five in the morning
We could get a house, we could get a dog
When we're waking up in the early morning
I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep
Say goodbye and get right on the motorcycle
Ten o' clock on the spot on Berkeley Road
People walk on by, they don't know we're fly
Secret lives of the wives of Harley Davidson
I love mariachi
There's just somethin' 'bout percussion when you're gone too long
Smokin' on the roof, no swimmin suit
'Til the sun goes down at five
Five in the afternoon
When we clean the car, when we clean the shed
When we're waking up in the early morning
I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep
Wave goodbye and get right on my motorcycle
Right on my motorcycle
Get right on my motorcycle
Get right on my motorcycle
Get right, get right, beep
It gets me around this funny town
Pass the chaos by, in this great big world
And no one knows what they're talkin' about
I love my water colors
That make a pretty little puddle when my rain falls
Yeah, they spill on me in my big white tee
'Til my eyes start closin' at five
Five in the morning
We could get a house, we could get a dog
When we're waking up in the early morning
I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep
Say goodbye and get right on the motorcycle
Ten o' clock on the spot on Berkeley Road
People walk on by, they don't know we're fly
Secret lives of the wives of Harley Davidson
I love mariachi
There's just somethin' 'bout percussion when you're gone too long
Smokin' on the roof, no swimmin suit
'Til the sun goes down at five
Five in the afternoon
When we clean the car, when we clean the shed
When we're waking up in the early morning
I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep
Wave goodbye and get right on my motorcycle
Right on my motorcycle
Get right on my motorcycle
Get right on my motorcycle
Get right, get right, beep
Writer: Homer Steinweiss, Kenny Blume, Paul Castelluzzo, Nick Movshon, Leo Michels, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Toro
Magic and guitar, you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, you better, okay?
Dancing around and spilling wine
You look good in my hotel robe
Steam in the shower, singing Sly, wash your bone
We're gonna need a little bit more soap
Fly to Miami in the morning
We better make this one count
You're so heavy, I'm horny
And I'm not worried about the sound
We're waking up the people down the hall
You're a bull and I can't help but saying
"Toro, toro"
And when they buzz me for the lobby call
I don't show 'cause I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
Just like a toreador
Just like a toreador
Putting the tray outside the door, I want more
Yeah, I'm drooling like a rabid dog
And I'm screaming out, "Baby, now hold me down"
Give me what I want, uh-uh
I fly to Miami in the morning
We better make this one count, uh-huh
You're so heavy, I'm horny
And I'm not worried about the sound
We're waking up the people down the hall
You're a bull, and I can't help but saying
"Toro, toro"
And when they buzz me for the lobby call
I don't show 'cause I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
The things we do are so deplorable, horrible
Yeah, I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
Just like a toreador
Just like a toreador
I don't just like, I adore ya
Just like a toreador
Huh-huh
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, you better, okay?
Dancing around and spilling wine
You look good in my hotel robe
Steam in the shower, singing Sly, wash your bone
We're gonna need a little bit more soap
Fly to Miami in the morning
We better make this one count
You're so heavy, I'm horny
And I'm not worried about the sound
We're waking up the people down the hall
You're a bull and I can't help but saying
"Toro, toro"
And when they buzz me for the lobby call
I don't show 'cause I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
Just like a toreador
Just like a toreador
Putting the tray outside the door, I want more
Yeah, I'm drooling like a rabid dog
And I'm screaming out, "Baby, now hold me down"
Give me what I want, uh-uh
I fly to Miami in the morning
We better make this one count, uh-huh
You're so heavy, I'm horny
And I'm not worried about the sound
We're waking up the people down the hall
You're a bull, and I can't help but saying
"Toro, toro"
And when they buzz me for the lobby call
I don't show 'cause I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
The things we do are so deplorable, horrible
Yeah, I'm too busy saying
"Toro, toro"
Just like a toreador
Just like a toreador
I don't just like, I adore ya
Just like a toreador
Huh-huh
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Yeah, I can't help but saying, "Toro, toro"
Writer: Jared Solomon, Ethan Gruska, Jack Demeo, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Alone in Miami
So good, the sound of crypto bros
Eat in cubanos by myself
Brand new to town, dip my toes
The water's warm
The walls are closin' in on me in this Art Deco museum
Daughters in thongs are roamin' freely, pop stars in my DMs
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
Met up with Maine
Bought cocaine
Clothes in the lobby waiting for me
And I'm on the list with that girl I kissed
We're on the rocks but now we're okay
Playin' DJ in the escalade
Yeah, we're okay eatin' sushi long as Playboy pays
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
If you don't understand me then who can?
Alone in Miami, alone, alone
On the highway
Going real fast with my new friends, it's 4 AM
Hoola hooper on the dash, I'll roll the dice
In the white tent, outside listening to German techno
Laser beams are hitting my eyes at every angle
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
If you don't understand me then who can?
Alone in Miami, alone, alone, alone, alone
Alone, alone, alone
Eat in cubanos by myself
Brand new to town, dip my toes
The water's warm
The walls are closin' in on me in this Art Deco museum
Daughters in thongs are roamin' freely, pop stars in my DMs
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
Met up with Maine
Bought cocaine
Clothes in the lobby waiting for me
And I'm on the list with that girl I kissed
We're on the rocks but now we're okay
Playin' DJ in the escalade
Yeah, we're okay eatin' sushi long as Playboy pays
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
If you don't understand me then who can?
Alone in Miami, alone, alone
On the highway
Going real fast with my new friends, it's 4 AM
Hoola hooper on the dash, I'll roll the dice
In the white tent, outside listening to German techno
Laser beams are hitting my eyes at every angle
Alone in Miami with you there
Alone in Miami with you there
If you don't understand me then who can?
Alone in Miami, alone, alone, alone, alone
Alone, alone, alone
Writer: Ethan Gruska, Jack Demeo, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Cherries & Cream
You fly, morning dove
Way above my terrain
Dip down through the sky
Brush your wings on my face
She don't know about you and I
And in my head I'm asking like
Is it wrong?
Are you fearful?
Do you regret?
Be careful
If she's perfect
What are you here for?
You're critical
But you taste like cherries and cream
Tangerine, avocado
Yeah, I'm allergic but I like it a lot
So pitiful
Yeah, I got no self-control
Halloween in Chicago
I kissed you all night at the empty bottle
Ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh (I got ya, got ya, got ya)
Now and again
Both my feet go numb
I yell at the wall
When you're with her my legs fall off
Is it wrong?
Are you fearful?
Do you regret?
Be careful
If she's perfect
What are you here for?
You're critical
But you taste like cherries and cream
Tangerine, avocado
Yeah I'm allergic but I like it a lot
So pitiful
Yeah,i got no self-control
Halloween in Chicago
I kissed you all night at the empty bottle
Ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Way above my terrain
Dip down through the sky
Brush your wings on my face
She don't know about you and I
And in my head I'm asking like
Is it wrong?
Are you fearful?
Do you regret?
Be careful
If she's perfect
What are you here for?
You're critical
But you taste like cherries and cream
Tangerine, avocado
Yeah, I'm allergic but I like it a lot
So pitiful
Yeah, I got no self-control
Halloween in Chicago
I kissed you all night at the empty bottle
Ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh (I got ya, got ya, got ya)
Now and again
Both my feet go numb
I yell at the wall
When you're with her my legs fall off
Is it wrong?
Are you fearful?
Do you regret?
Be careful
If she's perfect
What are you here for?
You're critical
But you taste like cherries and cream
Tangerine, avocado
Yeah I'm allergic but I like it a lot
So pitiful
Yeah,i got no self-control
Halloween in Chicago
I kissed you all night at the empty bottle
Ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Said, ooh la, la
Ooh la, la
Writer: Jared Solomon, Kevin Rhomberg, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Kangaroo
Dumb snow bunny
Will you hold me in your hands?
You sound funny
Talking my big ideas
Fast forest fires
Are spreading to ya
Call it an itch been waiting for this
I'm good at plaguing you with my big ideas
My big ideas
I'm talking my big ideas
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Lil' baby love
Will you be my kangaroo?
We can lay around
Exploring the big ideas
Stare at the sun
It's nature's hypnosis
Call it an itch, I'm waiting for this
I'm good at plaguing you with my big ideas
My big ideas
Talking my big ideas
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
One, two, three, oh, baby, let's do it again
One, two, three, oh, baby, let's do it again
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Will you hold me in your hands?
You sound funny
Talking my big ideas
Fast forest fires
Are spreading to ya
Call it an itch been waiting for this
I'm good at plaguing you with my big ideas
My big ideas
I'm talking my big ideas
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Lil' baby love
Will you be my kangaroo?
We can lay around
Exploring the big ideas
Stare at the sun
It's nature's hypnosis
Call it an itch, I'm waiting for this
I'm good at plaguing you with my big ideas
My big ideas
Talking my big ideas
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
One, two, three, oh, baby, let's do it again
One, two, three, oh, baby, let's do it again
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Oh, please stay, call me honey
We can go upstate, make some money
I will run away when you call
This Cabernet will save us all
Writer: Leon Michels, Nick Movshon, Jared Solomon, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Pitiful
Man, I feel sick, the joke's on me
Went to the party looking for trees
Band in the back, art school kids
Discovered I know, all up in your thick hands
Hit me like a truck
Burnin' on the 101
And if it's just a break
Then why do I feel so yuck? (Yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful
I love my wine, he is my friend
When we go out he's holding my hands
Pick up the phone, I'm calling for hours
Got me a hammer from a big mountain
Hit me like a truck
Burnin' on the 101
And this is just my luck
Man, I feel so throwed (yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-a-drunk-a-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful
Went to the party looking for trees
Band in the back, art school kids
Discovered I know, all up in your thick hands
Hit me like a truck
Burnin' on the 101
And if it's just a break
Then why do I feel so yuck? (Yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful
I love my wine, he is my friend
When we go out he's holding my hands
Pick up the phone, I'm calling for hours
Got me a hammer from a big mountain
Hit me like a truck
Burnin' on the 101
And this is just my luck
Man, I feel so throwed (yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
Now I'm so p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I get so, drunk-a-drunk-a-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful
Writer: Jared Solomon, Tim Van Berkestijn, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Wave
Airport, shoes off, no friends, he kept me going
Red Bull, cigarettes, sunglasses, fancy store
I'ma buy my baby a perfume for his birthday
But all I really wish that I could do is keep him company, yeah
Winding up in small towns you've never been before
I came to find you in your sleep and I would stand for
I'ma buy my baby a perfume for his birthday
But all I really wish that I could do is keep him company
I'll ride this like a wave
I'll ride this all the way to the shore
Don't know how to behave
When my little loving at my door
When all odds are filling the spaces
I seek peers in age of silences
All I could do, it's time to ride
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Kayaks, IDs, phone sex, graffiti porn
You said you miss me but I swear I miss you more
My baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday
(my baby's gonna buy me)
But all I really wish that he would do is keep me company (keep me company)
Oh, God, I forgot, long distance, what a bitch
Listening to Timberlake without you, it doesn't scratch the same itch
Baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday
(my baby's gonna buy me)
But all I really wish that he would do is keep me company
I'll ride this like a wave
I'll ride this all the way to the shore
Don't know how to behave
When my little loving at my door
When all odds are filling the spaces
I seek peers in age of silences
All I could do, it's time to ride
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
If I get too f*cked up
If I get drunk all night
Will you still love me?
Will you still love me?
If I get too f*cked up
If I get drunk all night
Will you still love me?
Will you still love me?
Red Bull, cigarettes, sunglasses, fancy store
I'ma buy my baby a perfume for his birthday
But all I really wish that I could do is keep him company, yeah
Winding up in small towns you've never been before
I came to find you in your sleep and I would stand for
I'ma buy my baby a perfume for his birthday
But all I really wish that I could do is keep him company
I'll ride this like a wave
I'll ride this all the way to the shore
Don't know how to behave
When my little loving at my door
When all odds are filling the spaces
I seek peers in age of silences
All I could do, it's time to ride
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Kayaks, IDs, phone sex, graffiti porn
You said you miss me but I swear I miss you more
My baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday
(my baby's gonna buy me)
But all I really wish that he would do is keep me company (keep me company)
Oh, God, I forgot, long distance, what a bitch
Listening to Timberlake without you, it doesn't scratch the same itch
Baby's gonna buy me a big boat for my birthday
(my baby's gonna buy me)
But all I really wish that he would do is keep me company
I'll ride this like a wave
I'll ride this all the way to the shore
Don't know how to behave
When my little loving at my door
When all odds are filling the spaces
I seek peers in age of silences
All I could do, it's time to ride
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
Oh-ooh
I'll ride it, ride it like a wave
If I get too f*cked up
If I get drunk all night
Will you still love me?
Will you still love me?
If I get too f*cked up
If I get drunk all night
Will you still love me?
Will you still love me?
Writer: Jared Solomon, Kevin Rhomberg, Carter Lang, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
When I Thought Of You
And I thought of you
Every time I came
Let you in instead
Precious little thing, oh yeah
Underneath the bed
And when I touch myself
Sean is in the yard (Sean is in the yard)
Sophie's in the bathroom, yeah (in the bathroom, yeah)
Conor's going crazy up there
Bouncing off the bedroom walls
I just met a bully, I think he's kinda cute
When he socks it to me (oh, yeah)
I can't help but like the bruise
I'll fight you, it's okay (it's okay)
I'll fight you, it's okay (it's okay)
I don't like you, but it's okay
I love you, it's alright it's okay
When I thought of you
Saw you at the pool (saw you at the pool)
You look like a statue, yeah (statue)
Aren't you such a star? oh wow (Aren't you such a star?)
No one can approach you
I wanna watch you win
And I wanna watch you cry
I wanna tell the truth, oh yeah
I wanna tell a lie
I hate you, it's okay (it's okay)
I'll bite you, it's okay
I don't like you, but it's okay (it's okay)
I love you, it's alright it's okay now
When I thought of you
When I thought of you
Dancing on the sky
Dancing on the sky
Every time I came
Let you in instead
Precious little thing, oh yeah
Underneath the bed
And when I touch myself
Sean is in the yard (Sean is in the yard)
Sophie's in the bathroom, yeah (in the bathroom, yeah)
Conor's going crazy up there
Bouncing off the bedroom walls
I just met a bully, I think he's kinda cute
When he socks it to me (oh, yeah)
I can't help but like the bruise
I'll fight you, it's okay (it's okay)
I'll fight you, it's okay (it's okay)
I don't like you, but it's okay
I love you, it's alright it's okay
When I thought of you
Saw you at the pool (saw you at the pool)
You look like a statue, yeah (statue)
Aren't you such a star? oh wow (Aren't you such a star?)
No one can approach you
I wanna watch you win
And I wanna watch you cry
I wanna tell the truth, oh yeah
I wanna tell a lie
I hate you, it's okay (it's okay)
I'll bite you, it's okay
I don't like you, but it's okay (it's okay)
I love you, it's alright it's okay now
When I thought of you
When I thought of you
Dancing on the sky
Dancing on the sky
Writer: Jared Solomon, Remi Wolf, Aaron Maine
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Frog Rock
The white of your eyes is so clear
Your life's so simple when I'm not there
You're coughing up big green frogs
Your life's so simple now that I'm gone
And the back of your throat
Doesn't scratch like when we smoked
And in the back of my head
I wish you didn't clean up so well
I got dry cracks on my snout
I don't feel so healthy when I think of you now
My skin's like a Malibu couch dried up
Saltwater dripping from my nose to my mouth
And if you see me around
Can you seem a little down?
I know it's evil to say
I wish you well but I don't want you to be okay
And if you see me around
Can you seem a little down?
And in the back of my head
I wish you didn't clean up well
I know it's evil to say I wish you well
But I don't want you to be okay, ah
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you
I don't want to live here
Your life's so simple when I'm not there
You're coughing up big green frogs
Your life's so simple now that I'm gone
And the back of your throat
Doesn't scratch like when we smoked
And in the back of my head
I wish you didn't clean up so well
I got dry cracks on my snout
I don't feel so healthy when I think of you now
My skin's like a Malibu couch dried up
Saltwater dripping from my nose to my mouth
And if you see me around
Can you seem a little down?
I know it's evil to say
I wish you well but I don't want you to be okay
And if you see me around
Can you seem a little down?
And in the back of my head
I wish you didn't clean up well
I know it's evil to say I wish you well
But I don't want you to be okay, ah
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you around if you're not thinking 'bout me
I don't want to live in a town where the wires aren't crossing
I don't want to see you
I don't want to live here
Writer: Jared Solomon, Ethan Gruska, Jack Demeo, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Just the Start....
(What?)
(You're good, you're good)
(Wanna count it?)
One
One, two, three
Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true
I walk heavy across the water, I debunk myself to blue
Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe
Can we start it one more time?
(Mm-hmm)
Okay
Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true
But I walk heavy 'cross the water, I debunk myself to blue
Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe
It won't catch me
What a life I think I'm living if I stay up all night
Burning snow outside the window lounging in the candlelight
If I stay up a little later talk about art and wine
It won't catch me
If I'm holding all these people in a basket 'round my arm
Lay them out under the willow, eat up each and every one
Use their nutrition as a weapon to heal someone
It won't catch me
No, I don't wanna party but I don't really wanna work
Either way I will be lonely, either way I'm cursed
And maybe somewhere in the middle is actually worse
Don't catch me
Yeah, I know this lady, she's an actress, know this guy, he's a star
I wonder if they've seen a wreck, I wonder if they've crashed a car
I wonder if they've ever seen me maybe if they know who I are
It won't catch me
But the thing about the chase, is it plagues the human race
And the thing about a net, is it only works when it's wet
With the fishes or with the worth of a check
And the thing about getting caught
Is you think it's the end but you know that it's not
It's just the start
(You're good, you're good)
(Wanna count it?)
One
One, two, three
Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true
I walk heavy across the water, I debunk myself to blue
Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe
Can we start it one more time?
(Mm-hmm)
Okay
Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true
But I walk heavy 'cross the water, I debunk myself to blue
Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe
It won't catch me
What a life I think I'm living if I stay up all night
Burning snow outside the window lounging in the candlelight
If I stay up a little later talk about art and wine
It won't catch me
If I'm holding all these people in a basket 'round my arm
Lay them out under the willow, eat up each and every one
Use their nutrition as a weapon to heal someone
It won't catch me
No, I don't wanna party but I don't really wanna work
Either way I will be lonely, either way I'm cursed
And maybe somewhere in the middle is actually worse
Don't catch me
Yeah, I know this lady, she's an actress, know this guy, he's a star
I wonder if they've seen a wreck, I wonder if they've crashed a car
I wonder if they've ever seen me maybe if they know who I are
It won't catch me
But the thing about the chase, is it plagues the human race
And the thing about a net, is it only works when it's wet
With the fishes or with the worth of a check
And the thing about getting caught
Is you think it's the end but you know that it's not
It's just the start
Writer: Remi Francis Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Slay Bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She's like a dirty machine
She looks at me like me
Like I would shake her head off, woo
Since I'm on the saline
The only bottle to spin
But I like to prey on
So when you're going out tonight
And you're moving right
Don't be sad, send your pain to the sky
And when you're coming out just right
I put my stress on a flight
I put my hands up high when I dance
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She's like a dirty machine
She looks at me like me
Like I would shake her head off, woo
Since I'm on the saline
The only bottle to spin
But I like to prey on
So when you're going out tonight
And you're moving right
Don't be sad, send your pain to the sky
And when you're coming out just right
I put my stress on a flight
I put my hands up high when I dance
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She's like a dirty machine
She looks at me like me
Like I would shake her head off, woo
Since I'm on the saline
The only bottle to spin
But I like to prey on
So when you're going out tonight
And you're moving right
Don't be sad, send your pain to the sky
And when you're coming out just right
I put my stress on a flight
I put my hands up high when I dance
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
She's like a dirty machine
She looks at me like me
Like I would shake her head off, woo
Since I'm on the saline
The only bottle to spin
But I like to prey on
So when you're going out tonight
And you're moving right
Don't be sad, send your pain to the sky
And when you're coming out just right
I put my stress on a flight
I put my hands up high when I dance
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Slay, slay, bitch
Slay, bitch
Writer: Lisa Stevens, Jared Solomon, Jacob Portrait, Curtis Hudson, Remi Wolf
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Big Ideas is the second studio album by American singer and songwriter Remi Wolf, released on July 12, 2024, through Island Records. It received positive reviews from critics.
Jordan Bassett of Spin felt that Big Ideas "jostles with brilliant songcraft that signifies her rapid growth as an artist—if the essential aesthetic is little changed, the execution is often warmer, more mature and expansive".
-Wikipedia
Performed By:
Remi WolfJordan Bassett of Spin felt that Big Ideas "jostles with brilliant songcraft that signifies her rapid growth as an artist—if the essential aesthetic is little changed, the execution is often warmer, more mature and expansive".
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Pop
Producer(s): Ethan Gruska, Kenny Beats, Knox Fortune, Carter Lang, Leon Michels, Porches, Solomonophonic, Remi Wolf
Length: 43:03
Released: July 12th, 2024
Year: 2024