Текст (слова) песни: Kaiser Chiefs - Saturday Night

Suddenly theres a knock at your head
Dont let them in because theyre trying to take your TV set
Happiness is the ball in your hand
Youve got to try and throw this party just as far as you can

Creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floorboards, they were creaking your name
Get a room, get ahead, get a hat
Were 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
With Matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes

Pneumothorax is a word that is long
Theyre just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung
Panic over, party off, party on
Cause 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
Those cameras are pointing right at your face
Can see into your room from outer space

Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Its not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show you what matters
Cause its the size of the fight in the 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 its alright
Were getting married when were thirty
I wanna do it on your birthday
Cause I dont wanna waste a moment with you
Oh 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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Caroline, Yes
I predict a riot
Modern Way
Na Na Na Na Naa
Oh My God
Predict A Riot
Saturday Night
Team Mate
Time Honoured Tradition
What Did I Ever Give You?
You Can Have It All