MARK RONSON & THE BUSINESS INTL - Bang Bang Bang lyrics

rate me

Un, deux, trois

Bang, bang, bang

Feathers, I'm plucking feathers

One by one, by one

No more skylarking, around my head

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But there's no hiding, behind moulting feathers

On the plane, on my brain, 'bout to do the sho'

40k contract, take it out the do'

Dice, symbolise my life, roll 'em on the flo'

From your grubby hands, as you hand the grand stand

You live a shitty life, we live a bon, bon vie

Hotter than the book, while we watch the tv

Think you got us fooled, ooh never again

First time, shame on me, second time, your time will end

No way, bang your dead, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

Bang your dead, alouette, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

No way, no, (the clock) it's ticking forward

No way, it's just a cruel, cruel world

Cruel world is fittin', they got us all hittin'

With late night divisions, and lab app decisions

But based with decisions, to fight a fricassée

And you've clearly decided, on how to handle me

Difficile, immbocile, is it fake, is it real

Are we dying on our feet, are we trying in our sleep

There's a rumour goin' 'round, 'bout the suits runnin' town

If you look into the sky, them birds fly high, high, high

Numbers, you got that number

You're looking outwards, 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, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

Bang your dead, alouette, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

We're never gonna, believe in, the stories, that you're weavin'

We're never gonna, believe in, the stories, that you're weavin'

We're never gonna, believe in, the stories, that you're weavin'

We're believin' in the proof, we're believin' in the truth

We're believin' in each other, not you, you, you

Stories (you with the tall tales), how many stories (so many tall tales)

We climb the structure (you scale the ladder)

You build it higher (you make us madder)

We take our aim (so now we're bearin' off)

You perch above your nest (_ in your charms)

The stories in your head (it's a crazy bald head)

That's what got you dead

No way, bang your dead, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

Bang your dead, alouette, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tête

Je te plumerai la, tête

Un, deux, trois

No one ever does it like that anymore

Bang, bang, bang

When feathers fly, you deny everything (alouette)

Un, deux, trois

No one ever does it like that anymore

Bang, bang, bang (alouette)

When feathers fly, you deny everything yo