Foster the People es una banda estadounidense de teen-indie y pop formada en Los Ángeles, California, en el 2009. La banda esta compuesta por: Mark Foster (voz, teclados, piano, sintetizadores, guitarra, programación, percusión), Mark Pontius (batería y percusión adicional), y Cubbie Fink (bajo y coros).
Mark Foster originalmente llamó a su banda «Foster & The People», pero la gente escuchó mal como «Foster the People». Finalmente el nombre se quedo por que sonaba como «Cuida de la gente» o «hacer algo por la gente»
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Are You What You Want To Be? - Foster The People Tabbed by: Nicolas Larrondo Email: [email protected] Tuning: Standard (EADGBe) Tabs, Chords & Lyrics! wena perro! this is my first tab :D
[VERSE 1] F#mABmC#m I woke up on Champs-Élysées to the Djembe of Ghana A fine lady from Belize said "You got the spirit of Fela" A young one dripping make-up put her hands out to holla 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 Well I'm afraid of saying too much and ending a martyr But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward, yeah
[PRE-CHORUS] F#mABmC#m 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 F#mABm silence. These things ask the biggest question to me "And it's are you what you want to be"
[CHORUS] F#mC#mDDEC#mBmBm nananannanannana nananananna So are you what you want to be? F#mC#mDDEC#mBmBm Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
[VERSE 2](same as VERSE 1) 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 things 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 But even more so I'm afraid to face god and say I was a coward yeah aaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah aaaaah aaaah aaaah