Tennis Court - Lorde


The Experience: Tennis court means where the rich kids are at. It's the lifestyle where everything's cool, young as the minute is full of it, smart words, but also competing for the throne of who's who. Just one other problem: I'm bored...

Music Video: Lorde's wrapped up in a net costume, her hair bound up too. (Meaning high-class society's constrictions?) She doesn't sing all her lyrics, only the half-mocking Yeah. She's asking us which words are real and which words are just a talk it up like yeah

My Take: As a 16 year-old rock star, Ella Yelich-O'Connor (aka. Lorde) can live never not chasing a million things I want. Yeah, she's in the high-class (aka. Tennis Court) society. But being in the cool club has its price. Her friends sometimes fake their words, just talk it up to her. There's a competition to be coolest, since we're all in line for the throne. And Ella asks herself which is better: to become the super-cool beauty queen in tears, or just to be the class clown who at least doesn't fake anything? Tennis Court society isn't all it was pumped up to be. Oh well, it looked alright in the pictures. Now what?

Click here for reviews of other songs from Lorde's album Pure Heroine. 

Ask Yourself: What is being in the cool club worth?  Am I too cool to have fun? Am I bored

LYRICS:



Don't you think that it's boring how people talk?
Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored.
Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it.
Never not chasing a million things I want.
And I am only as young as the minute is full of it.
Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought.
But I know they'll never own me.
(Yeah)

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane
I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space
But my head's filling up fast with the wicked games, up in flames
How can I f*ck with the fun again, when I'm known
And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them
Everything's cool when we're all in line for the throne
But I know it's not forever
(Yeah)

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)

Getting caught soft for the trip though, isn't it?
I fall apart with all my heart
And you can watch from your window
[laughs]
And you can watch from your window

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah
(Yeah)


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