Friday, February 27, 2009

She Is Not A Robot

Marina and The Diamonds continues to impress. A new track 'I Am Not A Robot' has surfaced on her Myspace. A gorgeous slow-burner of a track, it builds brilliantly before tapering off to just a heartbeat. Be sure to check it out.

Also, I stumbled across this fantastic video of Marina performing 'Mowgli's Road' for BBC.


[Image: The Guardian]

Marina & The Diamonds - I Am Not A Robot Lyrics:

You’ve been acting awful tough lately
Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately
But inside, you’re just a little baby
It’s okay to say you’ve got a weak spot
You don’t always have to be on top
Better to be hated than love, love, loved for what you’re not

You’re vulnerable, you’re vulnerable
You are not a robot
You’re loveable, so loveable
But you’re just troubled

Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot

You’ve been hanging with the unloved kids
Who you never really liked and you never trusted
But you are so magnetic, you pick up all the pins
Never committing to anything
You don’t pick up the phone when it ring, ring, rings
Don’t be so pathetic, just open up and sing

I’m vulnerable, I’m vulnerable
I am not a robot
You’re loveable, so loveable
But you’re just troubled

Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot

Can you teach me how to feel real?
Can you turn my power on?
Well, let the drum beat drop

Guess what? I’m not a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot

Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I’m not a robot, a robot



Marina and the Diamonds - Seventeen Lyrics:

Used to be a major scale
But the melody went stale
Musical cacaphony let
Insy-winsy-spider free
You’re a rich little boy
Who’s had to work for his toys
You’ve got all the sensibilities
Of an upper class guy

No I’m not your little slave
No I don’t twist and turn that way
Only got bad things to say
You’re always asking what is up with me

Could never tell you what happened
The day I turned seventeen
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen
Seventeen, seventeen

Oh, you are embarrassed of me
‘Cos I use my tongue freely
Bet you wish I couldn’t speak
‘Cos when I do, you know
I tell you why I feel weak
You want a hassle free life
Go get your upper-class wife
Oh, she’s got all the personality
Of a lemon that has been
Truly sucked dry

You teach me how to behave
I felt you question the way
I was brought up as a baby
Well you don’t know fuck about my family

Could never tell you what happened
The day I turned seventeen
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen
Seventeen, seventeen

Never felt like a princess
I used to kid myself in distress
That it was just how things
Were meant to be
Oh, seventeen, seventeen.

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