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