Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: The Kills. Fuck The People.

You want a warning
You got a warning
You want a warning
You got a warning

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
Ya' got a warning
Stab your back

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people

Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughin' at another on a funny thing

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughing at another on a funny thing

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Fuck the people
Fuck the people