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Now That’s What I Call Music! 77
Disc 1
01. Only Girl (in the World) (album version)
02. Firework
03. Promise This
04. Club Can't Handle Me
05. Forget You
06. Dynamite
07. Written in the Stars (UK radio version)
08. Cooler Than Me
09. Heartbeat
10. DJ Got Us Fallin' in Love
11. All Time Low
12. Please Don't Let Me Go
13. Pack Up
14. Hollywood
15. Get Outta My Way
16. Higher
17. Green Light
18. Beautiful Monster
19. Barbra Streisand
20. Miami 2 Ibiza (clean radio edit)
21. In My System
22. My Wicked Heart
Disc 2
01. Just the Way You Are
02. Airplanes
03. For the First Time
04. Shame
05. Make You Feel My Love
06. Slow
07. Impossible (main)
08. Just a Dream
09. Let the Sun Shine
10. Billionaire
11. Drummer Boy
12. Bang Bang Bang
13. Crossfire (radio edit)
14. The Cave
15. Prayin'
16. 2012 (It Ain't the End)
17. Best Behaviour
18. What If
19. Broken Arrow
20. Ambitions
21. Party Girl
22. Katy on a Mission
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-ay, bang your dead-ead, paint your silhouette (bang, bang, bang)
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
Bang, your dead-ead, alouette, paint your silhouette (bang, bang, bang)
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)

No way-ay, no
The clock is ticking forward
No way-ay
It's just a cruel, cruel world

Cruel world is fittin', they got us all hittin'
With late night divisions and lab appositions (bang, bang, bang)
But based with decisions to fight a fricassee
And you've clearly decided on how to handle me (bang, bang, bang)
Difficile imbecile, is it fake, is it real?
Are we dying on our feet, are we trying in our sleep? (bang, bang, bang)
There's a rumor goin' 'round, 'bout the suits runnin' town
If you look into the sky, them birds fly high, high, high (bang, bang, bang)

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 (own wings)

No way-ay, bang, your dead-ead, paint your silhouette
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
Bang, your dead-ead, alouette, paint your silhouette
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)

We're never gonna believe in the stories that you're weavin' (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
We're never gonna believe in the stories that you're weavin' (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
We're never gonna believe in the stories that you're weavin' (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
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 (gotcha in your charms)
The stories in your head (it's a crazy bald head)
That's what got you de-ad

No way-ay, bang, your dead, paint your silhouette (bang, bang, bang)
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)
Bang, your dead, alouette, paint your silhouette (bang, bang, bang)
Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)

Un, deux, trois
No one ever does it like that anymore
Bang, bang, bang
When feathers fly, you deny everything (alouette)
Un, deux, trois (bang, bang)
No one ever does it like that anymore
Bang, bang, bang (alouette)
When feathers fly, you deny everything (oh-no, oh-no, oh-no)