Kaiser Chiefs - Saturday Night
Suddenly there's a knock at your head Don't let them in because they're trying to take your TV set Ha-ha-ha-happiness is the ball in your hand You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you cann Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain And i swear i heard the floorboards they were creaking your name Get a room, get a head, get a hat We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class Cut through the city on a Saturday night Watching the boys on their motorbikes I wanna be like those guys I wanna wear my clothes tight Matching jackets and a fistful of notes New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes P-p-p- pneumothorax is a word that is long They're just trying to put the punk back into punctured lung P-p-p-panic over party off party on cos we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one Cut through the city on a Saturday night Over your heads like a satellite I wanna see what they see I wanna love you like crazy when cameras are pointing right at your face Can see into your room from outer space Cut through the city on a Saturday night >It's not the size of the man in the fight I wanna know what that does I wanna show what matters Cause it's the size of the fight inthr man That makes the difference and decides who is champ Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me are on the edge of a knife >Cut through the city on a Saturday night I asked your mother and she said it's alright We'll get married when we're thirty I wanna do it on your birthday Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you I just wanna dance the whole night through Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me are on the edge of a knife
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