Lily Allen’s new video “Hard Out Here” is surprising for a number of reasons:
1. It’s Allen’s first new song since 2009.
2. It flips an Oscar-winning Three 6 Mafia song about pimps into a feminist jam.
3. It’s the best spoof of Miley Cyrus & Robin Thicke we’ve seen yet.
With a chorus of “It’s hard out here for a bitch,” “Hard Out Here” is equal parts Hustle & Flow, “Royals” and Sinead O’Connor open letter — in other words, it’s just what 2013 needs. Rather than getting on a soap box and telling the world what’s sexist about modern pop music, Allen made a modern pop song about sexism (which is what Lorde did with “Royals,” only she was critiquing materialism).
“Hard Out Here” includes all the hallmarks of 2013′s biggest songs: a white pop star accessorizing herself with black backup dancers, a Beats “Pill Speaker” cameo, phallic symbols, garments emblazoned with Biggie’s face, twerking — oh yeah, and prominently-displayed lettering that describes the star’s genitalia:
It’s funny, subversive and a load of fun. We can’t wait to see what else Allen has in store for us on her upcoming album, due out sometime in 2014. Check out the lyrics for “Hard Out Here” below.
“Hard Out Here” by Lily Allen lyrics:
I suppose I should tell you what this bitch is thinkin’
You’ll find me in the studio, and not in the kitchen
I won’t be braggin’ ’bout my cars, or talkin’ ’bout my chains
Don’t need to shake my ass for you ‘cuz I got a brain
If I told you ’bout my sex life, you’d call me a slut
When boys be talkin’ ’bout their bitches no one’s making a fuss
There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh there’s money to make
And now it’s time to speed it up ‘cuz I can’t move at this pace
Sometimes it’s hard to find the words to say
I’ll go ahead and say them anyway
Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits
It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard out here for a bitch
It’s hard (for a bitch, for a bitch)
For a bitch, it’s hard
It’s hard out here for a bitch
You’re not a size 6, and you’re not good looking
Well you better be rich, or be real good at cooking
You should probably lose some weight, ‘cuz we can’t see your bones
You should probably fix your face, or you’ll end up on your own
Don’t you want to have somebody who objectifies you?
Have you thought about your butt, who’s gonna tear it in two?
We’ve never had it so good, uh huh we’re out of the woods
And if you can’t detect the sarcasm you’re misunderstood
A bitch, a bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch
Inequality promises that its here to stay
Alway trust the injustice ‘cuz it’s not going away