文本歌词

Un, deux, trois
Turn it up a little bit
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 molting feathers
On the plane,
On my brain,
'bout to do the show
40k contract,
Take it out the door
Dice symbolize my life,
Roll 'em on the floor
From your grubby hands,
As you hand the grand stand
You live a shitty life,
We live the bonne,
Bonne 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,
Paint your silhouette
Je te plumerai la tête,
Je te plumerai la tête
Bang your dead,
Alouette,
Paint your silhouette
Je te plumerai la tête,
Je te plumerai la tête
No way, no
The clock is 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 appositions
But based with decisions to
Fight a fricassee
And you've 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 rumor goin' 'round,
'bout the suits runnin' town
If you look into the sky,
Them birds fly high, high, high
Numbers,
You got my number
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 tête,
Je te plumerai la tête
Bang your dead,
Alouette,
Paint 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 barin' all
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
Bang your dead,
Alouette,
Paint your silhouette
Je te plumerai la tête,
Je te plumerai la tête
Bang your dead,
Alouette,
Paint 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