Foster The People - Are You What You Want to Be?

Are You What You Want to Be?
Foster The People
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[Verse 1:]
I woke up on Champs-Élysées to the djembe of Ghana,
Where a fine lady from Belize said, ‘You got the spirit of a Fela.'
A young one dripping make-up put her hands out to holla,
Well, I gave her what I got but couldn't handle her broken heart.
The right words in the hands of dissidents with the fire
Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars.
And well, I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr,
Even more, so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward, yeah!

[Chorus:]
With all these things I wait for revelation,
These things make me want to duck for cover,
With all these things I wait for revolution,
These things ask the biggest question to me.
And it's are you what you want to be?
So are you what you want to be?

[Verse 2:]
The war machines will put out both its hands for a dollar,
It's drinking at the table with the chrome hand guerrillas,
The young ones dripping make-up lift her leg up to holla,
Well, I told her what she's got should be protected in the arms of love.
The right words in the hands of dissidents with the fire
Will rip apart the marrow from the bone of the liars.
Well, I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr,
Even more, so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward, yeah!

[Chorus]

Are you what you want to be,
So are you what you want to be? [x3]