It is the second track from Lana Del Rey's ninth studio album of the same name.
Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
Lana Del Rey Lyrics
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Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall
I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul
Handmade beauty sealed up by two man-made walls
And I'm like
When's it gonna be my turn?
When's it gonna be my turn?
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There's a girl who sings "Hotel California"
Not because she loves the notes or sounds that sound like Florida
It's because she's in a world preserved, only a few have found the door
It's like Camarillo, only silver mirrors running down the corridor
Oh, man
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like me
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Harry Nilsson has a song, his voice breaks at 2:05
Something about the way he says, "Don't forget me"
Makes me feel like
I just wish I had a friend like him, someone to get me by
Leaning in my back, whispering in my ear, "Come on, baby, you can drive"
But I can't
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me, don't forget me
No, no, no, don't forget me
Don't you, don't you forget me (no, oh)
The song "Did You Know That There's a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd" by Lana Del Rey is a reflection on life and the desire to be remembered. The tunnel under Ocean Boulevard represents a hidden path, a secret world that only a few are privileged to access. The mosaic ceilings and painted tiles on the wall describe the beauty of this world that is often hidden from the ordinary. The line "I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul" suggests that the singer is disconnected from the world around her, and the tunnel represents a metaphorical escape from the imperfections of life.
The repetition of the line "When's it gonna be my turn?" reflects the feeling of being stuck and wanting something more. The references to being "opened up" and "fucked to death" suggest a desire for passion and intimacy, but also a fear of vulnerability. The singer wants to be loved until she loves herself, but doesn't quite know how to get there.
The reference to Harry Nilsson's song and the line "Don't forget me" reflects the desire for recognition and a fear of being forgotten. The tunnel under Ocean Boulevard becomes a symbol of the singer's desire to be remembered, even after she is gone.
Overall, the lyrics of "Did You Know That There's a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd" by Lana Del Rey are filled with complex emotions and metaphors that reflect the desire for connection, intimacy, and the fear of being forgotten.
Line by Line Meaning
Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard?
Do you know that there is a secret and hidden tunnel beneath Ocean Boulevard?
Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall
The tunnel is beautifully decorated with mosaic ceilings and painted tiles on the wall.
I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul
I feel as though my physical appearance is damaging to my spirit and self-worth.
Handmade beauty sealed up by two man-made walls
The natural beauty of the tunnel is enclosed by two artificial walls.
And I'm like
And my thoughts and emotions are like
When's it gonna be my turn?
When will I get a chance to have what I desire or receive recognition?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Show me affection and appreciation by revealing your true feelings.
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
Make love to me until I am fully satisfied and have enough self-love.
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Once again, there is a secret and hidden tunnel beneath Ocean Boulevard.
There's a girl who sings "Hotel California"
There is a girl who sings "Hotel California" not because of the music, but because of the memory and feelings it evokes.
Not because she loves the notes or sounds that sound like Florida
She does not love the music for its notes or sounds, nor because it sounds like Florida.
It's because she's in a world preserved, only a few have found the door
The girl feels like she is in a world that is rare, preserved, and hidden, which only a few people can enter.
It's like Camarillo, only silver mirrors running down the corridor
The experience is similar to that of Camarillo, a mental institution, with only silver mirrors lining the walls.
Oh, man
Oh, my!
Don't forget me
Don't forget about me and my existence.
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
As previously mentioned, there is a secret and hidden tunnel beneath Ocean Boulevard.
Harry Nilsson has a song
There is a song by Harry Nilsson.
his voice breaks at 2:05
His voice cracks at precisely two minutes and five seconds into the song.
Something about the way he says, "Don't forget me"
There is something special and profound about how he utters the phrase "Don't forget me."
Makes me feel like
It gives me the sensation or impression that
I just wish I had a friend like him, someone to get me by
I desire to have a friend like Harry Nilsson, someone who can help me in my life.
Leaning in my back, whispering in my ear, "Come on, baby, you can drive"
I can picture Harry Nilsson supporting me from behind, saying, "You've got this," and motivating me.
But I can't
But it is not possible or within my reach.
Don't forget me
Once again, please don't forget about me and my existence.
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Just like the secret and hidden tunnel beneath Ocean Boulevard.
Don't forget me
Please don't forget me and my existence.
No, no, no, don't forget me
I am emphasizing and pleading for you to not forget me.
Don't you, don't you forget me (no, oh)
Once again, I am pleading for you to not forget me.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, Mike Hermosa
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1 John 5 KJV
13 These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.
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@wendyrosen3179
This song is IT- I lived in Santa Monic, CA back in late 90's, early 2000's, and had just had my entire family taken away from me.
I used to sit there by that tunnel in shock, PRAYING THIS VERY WORDS under my breath, that my children "don't forget me..." I begged it, prayed it, grieved until my heart nearly stopped and ended up in intensive care for eight weeks- they call it 'broken heart syndrome...'
I was in a place between life and death, pain and numb, living near that tunnel for about 15 years... Alone, celibate, trusting God.... It was a certain time in California...
This song is totally that. She is sublime. Her voice, emotion, hope, despair, woeful prayer.
Her lyrics, "Don't forget me, There's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd., When's it gonna be my turn (for a family)" totally expresses what I was feeling when my children were taken away... After I was tortured for 7 months as a political prisoner (not a criminal- THAT was the f$#& me to death portion- being tortured literally for religious and political reasons and not for crimes I had ever done) and the church woman that was NEVER called by GOD but was great at sex CAUSED me to have my children removed so that she could have the guy who proposed to me... The injustice of it was something that has kept me celibate and alone now since 1992...
Love is apparently not real when uttered from men's lips (or even written marriage agreements, which I had...) Suffice to say, that woman's God of home wrecking is NOT A REAL ONE. It did, however, strengthen MY Jewish faith). I have learned that 98% of the world is system lies and hypocrisy, and maybe only 2% or very little is real at all...
So, I love this song, even though I am old and alone and soon to leave this land. (By the way, my name is also Wendy Rosen...)
She is a singer ... She expresses that feeling, the hope, the pain, the despair, the prayers one wonders if ever will be fulfilled...Wow...
@veronicar3104
[Verse 1]
Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard?
Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall
I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul
Handmade beauty sealed up by two man-made walls, and I'm like
[Chorus]
When's it gonna be my turn?
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
[Verse 2]
There's a girl that sings "Hotel California"
Not because she loves the notes or sounds that sound like Florida
It's because she's in a world, preserved, only a few have found the door
It's like Camarillo, only silver mirrors running down the corridor, oh, man
[Chorus]
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like me
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
[Verse 3]
Harry Nilsson has a song, his voice breaks at 2:05
Somethin' about the way he says "Don't forget me" makes me feel like
I just wish I had a friend like him, someone to give me five
Leanin' in my back, whisperin' in my ear, "Come on, baby, you can thrive," but I can't
[Chorus]
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
[Bridge]
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
[Outro]
Don't forget me, don't forget me
No, don't, don't forget me
Don't you, don't you forget me
@thisbeatissick
When you hear her in this song saying "When is it gonna be my turn" after just watching the Grammys is just...
@azerty_uiopqsdfghjklmwxcvb
This is so real.
@waihtet3027
I feel so sad for her. I love her so much and she doesn't deserve this situation again.
@PandianExpress
😢
@Jimmykras
Fug the Grammy. Their so many artists out there who deserve to be acknowledged. The Grammys don't mean what they used to anymore. Culture is evolving like a corpse; it is decaying.
@azerty_uiopqsdfghjklmwxcvb
@@Jimmykras It’s not Grammys, it’s Scammys
@ivan5934
MOTHER IS BACK, AND SHES COOLER THAN EVER
@secondname4752
wtf 😭
@shakaz9208
Child! You better study.
@eglovesmusic
Back...Does she ever really leave? Consistently putting out music