Grandfather please stand on the shoulders of my father while he’s deep-sea fishing (ft. Lana Del Rey)

Grandfather please stand on the shoulders of my father while he’s deep-sea fishing
Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think, that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful (Beautiful)
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
I know they think
That it took thousands of years
To put me together again
Like an experiment
Some big man behind the scenes
So I am Frankenstein, black dreams into my songs
But they're wrong

God, if you're near me send me three white butterflies
Or an owl to know know you're listening, sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for sharks in the Pacific
'Cause I'm good on spirit, warm body
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably you're so a white woman
But I have good intentions if even I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, look at my poetry and my melodies
Feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
(Ah-ha-ah, yeah, ah-ha-ah, yeah, ah-ha-ah, yeah)
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all the things he's wishing
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know you're fishing, impart in me your wisdom

It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near