Karaoké Bang Bang Bang Mark Ronson & The Business Intl

Un, deux, trois, ooh, ah

Uh turn it up a little bit more

Bang, bang, bang

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

Fourty k contract take it out the do'

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

From your grubby hands 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 and you're dead dead

Here's your silhouette dead je te plumerai la tête

Je te plumerai la tête

Bang your dead dead alouette dead

Here's your silhouette dead je te plumerai la tête

Je te plumerai la tête

No way, hey, no it's ticking forward

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

Cruel world is fittin' they got us all hittin'

With late night divisions

Bang, bang, bang and the lab app decisions

We're based with decisions to fight a fricassée

And you've clearly decided on how to handle me

Difficile, imbécile 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

Bang, bang them birds fly high, high, high bang, bang

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

No way, bang and you're dead dead

Here's your silhouette dead je te plumerai la tête

Je te plumerai la tête

Bang your dead dead alouette dead

Here's your silhouette dead 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

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, hey, no it's ticking forward

This takes too long

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

Cruel, cruel world

No way, bang and you're dead dead

Here's your silhouette dead je te plumerai la tête

Je te plumerai la tête

Bang your dead dead alouette dead

Here's your silhouette dead 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

No one ever does it like that anymore

Bang, bang bang

But that is why you deny everything, yeah