Mark Ronson - Bang Bang Bang lyrics

Un deux trois! (Turn it up a little bit more) Bang bang bang! Feathers, I'm plucking feathers One by one by one No more skylarking Around my head Your information But there's no hiding behind Moulting feathers On the plane, on my brain 'Bout to do the show 40k contract? Take it out the door Dice symbolise my life Roll 'em on the floor From your grubby hands As you ham and grandstand You live a sh**ty life We live the bon bon vie You hide it in the book While we watch the TV Think you got us fooled? Who? Never again First time, shame on me Second time, your time will end No way Bang your dead Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete Bang your dead Alouette Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete No way The clock is ticking forward No way It's just a cruel cruel world Cruel world is fitting They got us all hidden With late night decisions And lab rat incisions When faced with decisions To fight or frica**e And you clearly decided On how to handle me Difficile, imbecile Is it fake? Is it real? Are we dying on our feet? Are we trying in our sleep? There's a rumour going round 'Bout the suits running town If you look into the sky Dead birds fly high Numbers, you fly by numbers You're logging hours And don't see the big picture Over your shoulder You'll get no last words Because it's too late You've clipped your own wings, Your own wings No way Bang your dead Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete Bang your dead Alouette Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete We're never gonna believe in The stories that you're weaving We're never gonna believe in The stories that you're weaving We're never gonna believe in The stories that you're weaving We believing in the proof We believing in the truth We believing in each other not you Stories (you with the tall tales) How many stories (so many tall tales) We climb the structure (We scale the ladder) You build it higher (You make us madder) We take our aim (So now we're bearing arms) You perch above your nest (Gotcha in your charms) The stories in your head (Crazy bald-headed) That's what got you dead No way The clock is ticking forward (As the time just ticks away) No way It's just a cruel cruel world (Cruel cruel world) No way Bang your dead Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete Bang your dead Alouette Paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete Un deux trois No one ever does it like that anymore Bang bang bang When feathers fly, you can deny everything Alouette Un deux trois Bang bang No one ever does it like that anymore Bang bang bang Alouette When feathers fly, you can deny everything