英语歌曲：英伦帅哥 明星DJ：Mark Ronson - Bang Bang Bang

英伦帅哥 明星DJ：Mark Ronson - Bang Bang Bang



 Mark Ronson，除去俊朗的外表不说，他还是很优秀的音乐制作人和DJ，就冲着他为Lily Allen写的那首Littlest Things，小编也要力挺他到底，何况他确实是一个标准英伦美男~这首Bang Bang Bang本周打入英国单曲榜前十。



Artist：Mark Ronson

Song：Bang Bang Bang



Un, deux, trois

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 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 you're dead, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tete

Je te plumerai la, tete

Bang you're dead, alouette, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tete

Je te plumerai la, tete



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 fricasse

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 you're dead, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tete

Je te plumerai la, tete

Bang you're dead, alouette, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tete

Je te plumerai la, tete



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 you're dead, here's your silhouette

Je te plumerai la, tete

Je te plumerai la, tete

Bang you're dead, alouette, here's 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 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