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Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson


Background information
Birth name Mark Daniel Ronson
Born September 4, 1975
Born place Notting Hill, London, United Kingdom
Origin New York City, New York, United States
Genre(s) 2 Tone
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Sony Music
Associated acts Lily Allen
Nate Dogg
Amy Winehouse
Daniel Merriweather
Ellie Goulding
Jordan Galland
Robbie Williams
Wale
Ghostface Killah
Q-Tip



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Mark Ronson Album


with The Business Intl
Record Collection (09/27/2010)
09/27/2010
1.
Bang Bang Bang (feat. Q-Tip and MNDR)
2.
Lose It (In The End) (feat. Ghostface Killah and Alex Greenwald)
3.
The Bike Song (feat. Kyle Falconer and Spank Rock)
4.
Somebody To Love Me (feat. Boy George and Andrew Wyatt)
5.
You Gave Me Nothing (feat. Rose Elinor Dougall and Andrew Wyatt)
6.
The Colour of Crumar
7.
Glass Mountain Trust (feat. D'Angelo)
8.
Circuit Breaker
9.
Introducing The Business (feat. Pill and London Gay Men's Chorus)
10.
Record Collection (feat. Wiley and Simon Le Bon)
11.
Selector
12.
Hey Boy (feat. Rose Elinor Dougall and Theophilus London)
13.
Missing Words
14.
The Night Last Night (feat. Rose Elinor Dougall and Alex Greenwald)
*
Bang Bang Bang (Count and Sinden Remix; iTunes bonus track)
*
Sound of Plastic (feat. Nick Rhodes, Spank Rock, Jamie Reynolds, Rose Elinor Dougall and Anthony Rossomando; iTunes bonus track)
. . .


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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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

. . .


(Mark Ronson)
Yeah, I said too much again
Yeah, I pushed too hard again
And I wanna start, but when
Always lose it in the end

Stupid once again
You wanna be my friend
And I'll push too hard again
Always lose it in the end

I don't know
How I can let you go
How will I let you go

(Ghostface Killah)
Yo, yo
I keep my guards up
when it comes to the women
Told you that
Ever sice the beginning
That's why I stand close
down to white women
'Cause young girls are crazy
These are my limits

I can't let you go
and you know that
I can't see another man
trying to blow that

That's crittical
Love starts hurting me
Doctor Winslow said I need therapy

Torment, Misery
It's killing me physically
Why murder me legally
A love you can first leave

So I'ma close my eyes
and just pretend
'Cause word on the street's
I'ma lose it in the end

(Mark Ronson)
Yeah, I cared too much again
You stand to hard to care

And this must be a sin
Always lose it in the end

"Just chill out" is what you said
"Take a pill and go to bed"
No matter, how or when
I always lose it in the end

I don't know
How I can let you go
How will I let you go

(Ghostface Killah)
I know what way to go when it
comes to the ladies
'Cause things ain't changed
since the early eighties
A few things first
I'm still picking them crazies
You wanna battle a court
Like Kim and Slim Shady

I ain't having that
No, I ain't having that
You just trying to get rich
Like Miramax
Forced my hand
girl, to let you know
Because you know what starts
It's real unnatural

(Mark Ronson)
Yeah, I said too much again
Yeah, I pushed too hard again
And I wanna start, but when
Always lose it in the end

Stupid once again
You wanna be my friend
And I'll push too hard again
Always lose it in the end

I don't know
How I can let you go
How will I let you go

. . .


(Repeat x4)
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the me... The pedal to whatever
(Verse 1)
Shootin round these tricky bends
I hear a conversation in my head
Thinkin of the place to be
I sing a little melody instead
i won't argue with myself, today my legs are gettin some hell.
My mama tells me i should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that i roll
And everybodys growing up, having kids and paying rent and im getting count of it all
(Chorus)
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
(Verse 2)
Thinking bout the girl I met, a phone call that I haven't made yet.
All the things I've done this week, and all the things I should've done instead.
I sweep the pavements and the parks; i hope i get home before its dark
My mama tells me i should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that i roll
And everybodys growing up, having kids and paying rent and im getting count of it all

(Chorus)
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
(Bridge)
I can't understand it, but i can't really stand them
Girls love cars, cars cause harm to the planet
Don't you wanna take a joyride on my tandem
Humming on a huffy, don't i look so handsome
Bass to bikes there so nice there priceless
Working on my calves the triceps to biceps, bypass the gas stop at traffic lights
i get a round round without a driver's licence
Hello (hello) you walking, (farewell) farewell I'm off then
And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50 Polly popping on my wheelie

My mama tells me i should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that i roll
And everybodys growing up, having kids and paying rent and im getting count of it all

(Chorus)
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home
Gunna ride my bike until i get home

And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50 Polly popping on my wheelie
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

. . .


I don't want to see you go
I want somebody to love me
Why'd it take so long to know
I want somebody to love me
I want somebody to be nice
To see the boy I once was in my eyes
Nobody's gonna save my life

We are wicked men
Looking for a proper solution
By the count of ten
I want to see somebody human
And I lost what it was in the teenage dust of the downtown Romeos
In a couple of weeks you can tell all the freaks how you carried my body home

But tonight
I cross the line
Dear Mr Lonely how much could you know me
I could find lessons in life
Over and over, is it really over

I don't want to see you go
I need somebody to love me
Why'd it take so long to know
I need somebody to love me
I want somebody to be nice
To see the boy I once was in my eyes
Nobody's gonna save my life

Got my ticket, man, and I'm looking for somebody to use it
I know we pretend, but one of these days were gonna lose it
And I once left town when the leaves turned brown with a couple of souvenirs
She was in my car when we hit that wall
Yeah it coulda moved me to tears

But tonight I crossed the line
I used to know her when my house was sober
I could find lessons in life
But once you've earned it you've already burned it

I don't want to see you go
I want somebody to love me
Why'd it take so long to know
I need somebody to love me
I want somebody to be nice
To see the boy I once was in my eyes
Nobody's gonna save my life

But tonight I crossed the line
I used to know her when my house was sober
I could find lessons in life
Over and over, is it really over

(Chorus)

. . .


That's the last time I'll be hypnotised
I'll be victimised, Oh Oh Oh
All the things you used to say to me
Just to get your way, Oh Oh Oh

I reached out for your hand
But you threw it all away
I'm gonna make you understand
That you threw it all away

And if you loved me, you never told me
You've got some things to figure out
And if you loved me, you never showed me
I've got some things to tell you 'bout

You're not my baby
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
You're not my baby,
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
And I tried
And I tried
But you gave me nothing that I could hold on to

Now I know that you were in diguise
Only told me lies, Oh Oh Oh
Never really looked me in the eyes
Better say goodbye, Oh Oh Oh

I reached out for your hand
But you threw it all away
I'm gonna make you understand
That you threw it all away

And if you loved me, you never told me
You've got some things to figure out
And if you loved me, you never showed me
I've got some things to tell you 'bout

You're not my baby
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
You're not my baby,
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
And I tried
And I tried
But you gave me nothing that I could hold on to

You'll never know
How it feels to be me, how it feels to be me, Oh Oh Oh
I'll never know
How it feels to be you, how it feels to be you, Oh Oh Oh
You'll never know
How it feels to be me, how it feels to be me, Oh Oh Oh
I'll never know
How it feels to be you, how it feels to be you, Oh Oh Oh

You're not my baby
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
You're not my baby,
'Cos you gave me nothing to hold on to
And I tried
And I tried
But you gave me nothing that I could hold on to

. . .

The Colour of Crumar

[No lyrics]

. . .


I look up on this mountain and marvel it seems so tall
so tragically its fragile I'm waiting for it to fall
enormous mass it's made of glass instead of with a substance that's stronger
you thought that it would hold me I can't take it any longer

I'm gonna break out, i'm gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out
I'm gonna break out, gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out
I'm free now, i'm gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out

The fortress of our trust, a mirage of a mighty mound
I let you build around me above me it seems profound
But much to my surprise it receives a little hit and it crumbles
I'm leaning at the core, no support, all I can do is stumble

[chorus]

A streak of light exposes all the glass
For stone this mountain can no longer pass
The confidence we shared has been a facade
I'm breaking out and leaving only the shards

Formidable destruction surrounding me only looks
I bust right through the glass, one attempt and thats all it took
I wanted to remain feeling safe, but it just can't sustain me
It feels more like a trap, gotta break out won't let it contain me

Aaaaahhhhhhh here I go.

[chorus]

. . .

Circuit Breaker

[No lyrics]

. . .


This is The Business
Prepare to take witness
To the type of ish that we on, we on
By the time that you get there
We already been there
We done packed up
and we gone, we gone, we gone
This is The Business
Prepare to take witness
To the type of ish that we on, we on, we on
Cause this is The Business
Right now
Come witness The Business
Right now

Ok dennn, and you can
Take some notes from me
Grab a cheat sheet
Take a couple quotes from me
You won't defeat thee Business
You're better off trying to get
The stank off of chitlins
Ya Kidding???
So grab a suit and tie
Salute the guy, take a seat
We'll review your resume
And see just what we have this week
But in the meantime
Make sure you log on to
markronsonandthebusiness.com

Yeah, let us build a better life with ya
Submit your application
And we'll be right wit ya
And for the ladies make sure
You send us a nice picture
Beside the right qualifications
And we might pick ya
OK dennn
Let's keep this strictly professional
Take my business card
And call at respected hours
This is larger than what large is
The true definition
Of What being in charge is

CHORUS

This the type of business
That you could put your nose in
Pack a big enough bag
That you could fit some clothes in
Long hours, dozin'
Gotta get them figures straight
Young Lamont Dozier
I'm working on some real estate
Or Chris Blackwell
Gotta get them stacks well
United States Postal Service lame
We stack mail

Save some instruments
Cause we'll give you the blues hater
On your front porch in the morning
Like the newspaper
And the headline is that
We runnin' shit
And we the exact crew
That you don't wanna hate
And the headline is that
We runnin' shit
Introducing the Business,
The Business

CHORUS

. . .


I take too long
To answer telephones
I take too long to type my name
And record messages
But my handwriting is excellent
In fact it's second to none, none

I just got in
From somewhere really good
They offered me the part of Bono
And a speaking role
With all the merchandise
And sunglasses
I could ever need, need

I drive round cities in a chariot
I get preferential treatment
At the Marriott but if the truth be told
I'm naked under all those clothes

I tell you what is on my mind
I only want to be
In your record collection
I only want to be
In your record collection
And I'll do anything it takes
Just to get there

My brain is buzzing
And the room is strange
Like the scene in trading places
At the stock exchange
I made a million overnight in '87
Now I'm living in my
Parking space, parking space

My teeth are bright
And my hair is clean
I wear Paco Rabanne
Like I was Charlie Sheen
But in the rain we all look wet
And in the snow we all look cold

CHORUS

Disgusted by all the flashness
I think I'm a don
They think I'm an actor
But I catch this
My two needs
Are pillow and a mattress
Once I can fill up the space
With a famous actress
Give me a mil, I'll do a DJ set
I pull spikey with the green
Like a cactus
Show off, ego's high
You can't match this
Chauvinistic Pig
Money Man tactics

I'm not as clever
As I thought I was
It got pointed out to me
As I was tying the knot
And all I want to know is
How I got so far down, down

I'm not as lucky
As I thought I was
My luck ran out the other day
As I was crossing the road
Who would have thought
A truck like that

Could have caused so much...

CHORUS

. . .

Selector

[No lyrics]

. . .


Hey Boy Hey Hey Girl Hey
Hey Boy Hey Hey Girl
(Repeat)

I've done some dirty deeds
But I've never done
A dirty deed to you
Years in the wilderness
'Till you found me
And gave me something true

Hey girl, you've lucked out
All the other girls they can only stare
That boy, he's so beautiful
Sleeping in the chair

People change but we're still here
We set sail without a destination
Weathered storms along the way
Face to face with temper
And temptation

Hey girl, you've lucked out
All the other girls they can only stare
That boy, he's so beautiful
Walking over here

I've found what heart is
It's being next to you
Without a single breath
Between us (between us)
I've found what heart is
It's being next to you
Without a single breath
Between us (between us)

Let me tell you
About this girl named Rose
She just got the sensation
Said I'd be there around 3 o'clock
Inside your house I've been waiting
Her mother and brother, they greet me
They're wonderful
Your house looks nice
And your son does too
On his way to Sunday School
Summers coming back on my mind
Get the girl baby I'll stand in line
you could bring your girls
I don't mind
3 nights, 2 days I'll be fine
Get the bread, get the cheese
Get the wine
Music blasting, a good time
You and me, we're aligned
What ya say, what ya say
Hey girl hey

Hey girl, you've lucked out
All the other girls they can only stare
That boy, he's so beautiful
Sleeping in the chair

I've found what heart is,
It's being next to you.
Without a single breath
Between us (between us)
I've found what heart is,
It's being next to you.
Without a single breath
Between us (between us)

. . .

Missing Words

[No lyrics]

. . .


Last Night
When I was sleeping in the night
When I was sleeping well I died
When I was sleeping in the night
Last Night
And then I went to heaven
When I died, when I was sleeping
Went to heaven
Didn't like it in the night Last Night
And so I went to hell, I went to hell
I didn't like it when I died
When I was sleeping in the night
Last Night
And then I was reborn
It was the night I died for sure
And then all I saw
Was the morning of the night
Last Night
And there's no fight
The day has come
My chance was gone
I don't know these places
That you go when you are sleeping
Oh I know it might be foolish
But I hope that
You're dreaming of me

Then I went all the way to heaven
And I saw the pretty angels
Well I simply turned
And left them in
The night Last Night
Went right down into hell
And saw them wicked girls as well
But no I didn't feel their spell
In the night Last Night
Well there's nothing to be taken
And there's nothing to be given
I don't care about the living
I can't lie, I can't lie
And then I was reborn
It was the night I died for sure

And now all I saw was
The morning
Of the night Last Night
And there's no fight
The day has come
My chance was gone

I don't know these places
That you go when you are sleeping
Oh I know it might be foolish but I
Hope that you're dreaming of me
(REPEAT)

Last Night
When I was sleeping in the night
When I was sleeping well I died
When I was sleeping in the night,
Last Night
And then I went to Heaven
When I died
When I was sleeping
Went to heaven
Didn't like it in the night
Last Night

And so I went to hell, I went to hell
I didn't like it when I died
When I was sleeping in the night
Last Night
And then I was reborn
It was the night I died for sure
And then all I saw
Was the morning of the night
Last Night

. . .


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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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 your dead, here's your silhouette
Je te plumerai la, tete
Je te plumerai la, tete
Bang your 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

. . .

Sound of Plastic

[No lyrics]

. . .


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