2:05
Here with the TV debut of her new
song, "Lost Boys," from her upcoming album,
"Lost Weekend," give it up for Phoebe Bridgers!
On a motor bike
Doing 90 in a 55
To another land
Where they make you cut your hair
Impatient
With a rifle and your papers
Weightless
But not scared
This machine is killing me
I pretended it was make-believe
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money
Yeah, lost boys
Never grow up, never get old
Lost boys
Find me
That one time in East Berlin
When you threw a tantrum with a 57
And broke a rib
You told me you wish you were dead
But I don't believe that
I still wonder how you're sleeping
I don't feel bad
But I'm sorry
This machine is killing me
I pretended it was make-believe
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money
Yeah, lost boys
Never grow up, never get old
Lost boys
Find me
In a twin bed
Where all will be forgiven in an instant
Hands in each other's hair
We are born again
So who cares where we're going?
In the morning, you are not there
-1, 2, 3!
Lost boys
Never grow up, never go home
Lost boys
Never spend their lunch money
Yeah, lost boys
Never give up, never get old
Lost boys
Come find me
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my goodness.
Hey, great job!
Wow!
Fantastic job.
Oh, my God.
I loved it.
Great job, you guys!
Yeah, let's go!
Come on.
That was it.
That's how you do it.
Come on, that's it.
That's how you do it right there.
Phoebe Bridgers, everybody!
"Lost Weekend" is out August 14th.
We'll be right back, everybody!
That was phenomenal.
You were so -- -That was amazing.
-They crushed it.
-Dude, you were un-- That is the best.
