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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
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(...niemieckich spotkało si? z szerokim rozgłosem w samych...) (Polish for ...gained significant popularity...) (Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present, a picturesque score of passing fantasy.) |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Stop stalling. Make a name for yourself.
Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out. If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking, "a sensonalist" Oh he's slightly clever, to just a certain extent If you talk, you better walk, you better keep your mouth shut. With more than good hooks while you're under the gun (panic! meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us to take a chance (panic! meet the press) It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. I'm burnin and I'm blackening my lungs Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun Start talking, a sensationalist Oh he's slighty clever, to just a certain extent. Oh keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves, Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say It's time for us to take a chance It's time for us Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Or shrug us off your shoulders. Don't approve a single word that we wrote. Just for the record, The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. indifference and B. disinterest in what the critics say |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Watch your mouth, oh oh oh
Because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue Im sure you'd want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than that {Or was it God who chokes, In these situations, running late, Oh no, he called in, he called in,} x2 The hospice is A relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest Sick and sad patients On first name basis with all the top physicians [Chorus:] Prescribed pills, To offset the shakes, To offset the pills, You know you should, Take it a day at a time, {That's when you, S-S-Stutter something profound, To the support on the line, And with the way you've been talking, Every word puts you a step closer to hell} x2 [Chorus x2] I am, Alone in this bed, house, and head, And she never fixes this, But at least she, (makes me forget) I am, Alone, in this bedroom, She never fixes this, But at least she, Makes me forget, [Chorus x2] The hospice is, A relaxing weekend getaway, Where you're a cut above all the rest, Sick and sad patients, On first name basis with all the top physicians, |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety But, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Oh, well imagine
as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: "What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter. "Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne! Oh! Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved! Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne! I'd chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. Again. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. Again |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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from Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can'T Sweat Out (2005)
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Freemont Street
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just dash a of formaldehyde And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Tonight tennants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money Oh what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Yeah (Yeah) And not to mention the constable and his proposition for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well only hours before After he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy There are no... raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses Its sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses, at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses and it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things |
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from Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas (팀 버튼의 크리스마스 악몽) by Danny Elfman [ost] (1994)
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red I am the one hiding under your stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll... Scream! This is Halloween Red 'n' black, slimy green Aren't you scared? Well, that's just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night Everybody scream, everybody scream In our town of Halloween! I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Tender lumplings everywhere Life's no fun without a good scare That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween In this town Don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next surprise Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream Wont' ya please make way for a very special guy Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song La la la la-la La la la la-la La la la la-la la la-la la Whoo! |
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from Panic! At The Disco - But It's Better If You Do (2006)
Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - But It's Better If You Do (2006)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Snakes On A Plane by Snakes On A Plane [Ost] [ost] (2006)
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for You don't have to worry 'cause we're still the same Band You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Go on
Innocence sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lover's things Sheepish wolves looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don't put your teeth on me (Go on) Accidents let the evening in the back door Filled the room ceiling to the floor Beat backbones, grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn't born to be a skeleton (Go on) Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens (Go on) Jealous orchard the sky is falling off the ceiling While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar Reverie it's useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Clouds are marching along,
singing a song, just like they do. If the clouds were singing a song, I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew, what they could do. If you just knew, what they would do? And if the birds are just hollow words, flying along, singing a song. What would they do, if they knew, what they could do. If they just knew. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. I know it's mad, but if i go to hell, will you come with me,or just leave? I know it's mad, but if world were ending, would you kiss me, or just leave me? Just leave me. Clouds are singing a song, marching along just like they do. If the coulds were playing a song, I'd play along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what they could do. If you just knew, what would they do? And if words are just hollow birds, flying along, singing a song. What would they do, if they just knew, what we could do, oh, if they just knew. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. I know it's mad, but if i go to hell, will you come with me,or just leave? I know it's mad, but if the world were ending, would you kiss me, or just leave me? Just leave me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
You remind me of a former love
that I once knew And you carry a little speech with you We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street It's fine with me, I'm just taking in the scenery You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends Take a chance, take your shoes off, dance in the rain And I was flashing around and the news spread all over town I'm not complaining that it's raining, I'm just saying that I like it a lot More than you think, if the sun would come out and sing with me You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
When the moon fell in love
with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night When the sun found the moon She was drinking tea in a garden Under the green umbrella trees In the middle of summer When the moon found the sun He looked like he was barely hanging on But her eyes saved his life In the middle of summer In the middle of summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer summer summer summer All was golden when the day met the night So he said Would it be all right If we just sat and talked for a little while If in exchange for your time I give you this smile So she said That's okay As long as you can make a promise Not to break my little heart Or leave me all alone in the summer Well he was just hanging around Then he fell in love And he didn't know how But he couldn't get out Just hanging around Then he fell in love In the middle of summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer summer summer summer When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer summer summer summer In the middle of Summer summer summer summer the middle of summer summer summer summer the middle of summer summer summer summer In the middle of |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Oh, little did she know couldn't let me go
Already a part of her So, often do I need people in between That just can't get a hold of it So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it for them (Just can't get a hold of it) So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there Slow, leave walking to the world Give your feet a chance they'll do all the thinking Toast, high until they find less pathetic wine Until they get a better blend And we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it for them (Until they get a better plan) So we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
I won't cut my beard
and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course She's the smoke She's dancin' fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end Of my tragic cigarette She's steam Laughing on the windowpanes The never-ending swaying haze Oh, that ever smiling maze Oh, that ever smiling maze Ballet Everything's gone missing I've lost more songs to floods I can't prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does Perhaps I was born with curiosity The likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows And oh, how the piano knows The piano knows something I don't know I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
She held the world upon a string
But she didn't ever hold me Spun the stars on her fingernails But it never made her happy Cause she couldn't ever have me She said she won the world at a carnival But she could never win me Cause she couldn't ever catch me I, I know why Because when I look in her eyes I just see the sky When I look in her eyes Well I, just see the sky I don’t love you I'm just passing the time You could love me if I knew how to lie But who could love me? I am out of my mind Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream The sun was always in her eyes She didn't even see me But that girl had so much love she'd wanna kiss you all the time Yeah, she'd wanna kiss you all the time She said she won the world at a carnival But I'm sure I didn’t ruin her Just made her more interesting I'm sure I didn’t ruin her Just made her more interesting I, I know why Because when I look in her eyes I just see the sky When I look in her eyes Well I, I just see the sky I don’t love you I'm just passing the time You could love me if I knew how to lie But who could love me? I am out of my mind Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Yeah we're feeling so good Picking up things we shouldn't read Looks like the end of history as we know It's just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love, you could, you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon And we know that it could be And we know that it should And you know that you feel it to 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street, down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Do you know what I mean? Back to the place where we used to say, "Man it feels good to feel this way" Now I know what I mean Back to the street, back to the place Back to the room where it all began Back to the room where it all began 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Pretty. Odd (2008)
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles in America Briefcase in hand The stove is creeping up his spine again Can't get enough trash He took the days for pageant Became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more His arms were the branches of a Christmas tree Preached the devil in the belfry He checked in to learn his clothes Had been thieved at the train station The rope hung his other branch And at the end was a dog called Bambi Who was chewing on his parliaments When he tried to save the calendar business He tried to save the calendar business He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Who could have more The poor son of a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet from the salvation army Well, but there ain't no sunshine in his song We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for You don't have to worry 'cause we're still the same Band You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Go on
Innocence sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lover's things Sheepish wolves looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don't put your teeth on me (Go on) Accidents let the evening in the back door Filled the room ceiling to the floor Beat backbones, grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn't born to be a skeleton (Go on) Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens (Go on) Jealous orchard the sky is falling off the ceiling While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar Reverie it's useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, little did she know couldn't let me go
Already a part of her So, often do I need people in between That just can't get a hold of it So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it for them (Just can't get a hold of it) So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there Slow, leave walking to the world Give your feet a chance they'll do all the thinking Toast, high until they find less pathetic wine Until they get a better blend And we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it for them (Until they get a better plan) So we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles in America Briefcase in hand The stove is creeping up his spine again Can't get enough trash He took the days for pageant Became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more His arms were the branches of a Christmas tree Preached the devil in the belfry He checked in to learn his clothes Had been thieved at the train station The rope hung his other branch And at the end was a dog called Bambi Who was chewing on his parliaments When he tried to save the calendar business He tried to save the calendar business He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Who could have more The poor son of a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet from the salvation army Well, but there ain't no sunshine in his song We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Clouds are marching along,
singing a song, just like they do. If the clouds were singing a song, I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew, what they could do. If you just knew, what they would do? And if the birds are just hollow words, flying along, singing a song. What would they do, if they knew, what they could do. If they just knew. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. I know it's mad, but if i go to hell, will you come with me,or just leave? I know it's mad, but if world were ending, would you kiss me, or just leave me? Just leave me. Clouds are singing a song, marching along just like they do. If the coulds were playing a song, I'd play along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what they could do. If you just knew, what would they do? And if words are just hollow birds, flying along, singing a song. What would they do, if they just knew, what we could do, oh, if they just knew. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. I know it's mad, but if i go to hell, will you come with me,or just leave? I know it's mad, but if the world were ending, would you kiss me, or just leave me? Just leave me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
She held the world upon a string
But she didn't ever hold me Spun the stars on her fingernails But it never made her happy Cause she couldn't ever have me She said she won the world at a carnival But she could never win me Cause she couldn't ever catch me I, I know why Because when I look in her eyes I just see the sky When I look in her eyes Well I, just see the sky I don’t love you I'm just passing the time You could love me if I knew how to lie But who could love me? I am out of my mind Throw an old line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream The sun was always in her eyes She didn't even see me But that girl had so much love she'd wanna kiss you all the time Yeah, she'd wanna kiss you all the time She said she won the world at a carnival But I'm sure it didn’t ruin her Just made her more interesting I'm sure it didn’t ruin her Just made her more interesting I, I know why Because when I look in her eyes I just see the sky When I look in her eyes Well I, I just see the sky I don’t love you I'm just passing the time You could love me if I knew how to lie But who could love me? I am out of my mind Throw an old line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
I won't cut my beard
and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course She's the smoke She's dancin' fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end Of my tragic cigarette She's steam Laughing on the windowpanes The never-ending swaying haze Oh, that ever smiling maze Oh, that ever smiling maze Ballet Everything's gone missing I've lost more songs to floods I can't prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does Perhaps I was born with curiosity The likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows And oh, how the piano knows The piano knows something I don't know I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for You don't have to worry 'cause we're still the same Band You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Go on
Innocence sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lover's things Sheepish wolves looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don't put your teeth on me (Go on) Accidents let the evening in the back door Filled the room ceiling to the floor Beat backbones, grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn't born to be a skeleton (Go on) Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens (Go on) Jealous orchard the sky is falling off the ceiling While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar Reverie it's useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, little did she know couldn't let me go
Already a part of her So, often do I need people in between That just can't get a hold of it So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it for them (Just can't get a hold of it) So we'll just sing it for them Yeah, we'll just sing it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there Slow, leave walking to the world Give your feet a chance they'll do all the thinking Toast, high until they find less pathetic wine Until they get a better blend And we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it for them (Until they get a better plan) So we'll just drink it for them Yeah, we'll just drink it It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened Imagine knowing me It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine But you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there No, you'll never know until you're there |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles in America Briefcase in hand The stove is creeping up his spine again Can't get enough trash He took the days for pageant Became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more His arms were the branches of a Christmas tree Preached the devil in the belfry He checked in to learn his clothes Had been thieved at the train station The rope hung his other branch And at the end was a dog called Bambi Who was chewing on his parliaments When he tried to save the calendar business He tried to save the calendar business He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Who could have more The poor son of a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet from the salvation army Well, but there ain't no sunshine in his song We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes, Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. everybody gets there and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her, Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows I want to go where everyone feels the same I never said I'd leave the city, I never said I'd leave this town. A falling out we won't tiptoe about. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain Don't you remember when I was a bird And you were a map? And now he drags down miles in America Briefcase in hand The stove is creeping up his spine again Can't get enough trash He took the days for pageant Became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more His arms were the branches of a Christmas tree Preached the devil in the belfry He checked in to learn his clothes Had been thieved at the train station The rope hung his other branch And at the end was a dog called Bambi Who was chewing on his parliaments When he tried to save the calendar business He tried to save the calendar business He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Who could have more The poor son of a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet from the salvation army Well, but there ain't no sunshine in his song We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love He took the days for pageant And became as mad as rabbits With bushels of bad habits Who could ask for anymore? Yeah, who could have more We must reinvent love, reinvent love, reinvent love |
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from Panic! At The Disco - ...Live In Chicago (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Nine In The Afternoon (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - "Build God, Then We'll Talk" (2007)
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Freemont Street
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just dash a of formaldehyde And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Tonight tennants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money Oh what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Yeah (Yeah) And not to mention the constable and his proposition for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well only hours before After he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy There are no... raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses Its sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses, at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses and it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses And sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things |
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from Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies [single] (2006)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies (2006)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Panic! At The Disco - But It's Better If You Do (2006)
Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for You don't have to worry 'cause we're still the same Band You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't You don't have to worry You don't have to worry you don't Oh, how it's been so long We're so sorry we've been gone We were busy writing songs for you |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickng up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know Its just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love You could you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where its nine in the afternoon Beacause its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cuz you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Back to the street Back to the place Back to the room where it all began Hey Back to the room where it all began Because its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When its nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it nine in the afternoon |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's PA. And the strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, but I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, That's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I, Well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead-d-dead-d-dead-d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I, Well that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
The IV and your hospital bed,
This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, And it's not so pleasant. And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, No it's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, And it sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Just sit back, just sit back, Just sit back, and relax Just sit back, just sit back Just sit back, relapse, again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, You??歟?re a regular decorated emergency, This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal, The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where, The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in, It's not so pleasant, And it's not so conventional, It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal, Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again, You're a regular decorated emergency, The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake, You??歟?ve earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame, The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again. Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Sit back, relax Sit back, relapse again Can??歟?t take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid, Just sit back, just sit back, Sit back, sit back Relax, Relapse Sit back, sit back Ba ba bado You can take the kid out of the fight The IV and your hospital bed, This was no accident, This was a therapeutic chain of events. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Go on
Innocence sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lover's things Sheepish wolves looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don't put your teeth on me (Go on) Accidents let the evening in the back door Filled the room ceiling to the floor Beat backbones, grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn't born to be a skeleton (Go on) Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens (Go on) Jealous orchard the sky is falling off the ceiling While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar Reverie it's useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens Go on grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me, Good, good now we're making some progress, Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue. [Chorus:] Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen, Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives [x2] Applause, applause, No wait, wait, Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make, It seems the artists these days are not who you think, So we'll pick back up on that on another page, And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. [Chorus x2] Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen, Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up, [Chorus x2] |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
A daydream spills
from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah we're all too smart To talk to God Oh we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues Selling faux sermons 'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are gonna preach For God sakes preach with conviction Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight In this little number we are graced By two displays of character We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire Walking contradictions And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you, don't you move Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Just stay where I can see you Douse the lights We sure are in for a show tonight Stay where I can see you Douse the lights Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Strike up the band Whoa, the conductor is beckoning Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it? Now, don't you move Don't you move Don't you move Strike up the band |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes, Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. everybody gets there and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her, Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows I want to go where everyone feels the same I never said I'd leave the city, I never said I'd leave this town. A falling out we won't tiptoe about. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and Please leave all overcoats, canes, and top hats with the doorman And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa-oh Everything goes according to plan I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas Tonight, tonight, you are, you are the whispering campaign To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, choke back tears And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva." Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin I'm the new cancer, never looked better And you can't stand it I know because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better And you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch And I know, and I know It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do Where nothing really mattered except for me to be with you But in time we all forgot and we all grew Your melody sounds as sweet as the first time it was sung With a little bit more character for show And by the time your father's heard of all the wrongs you've done Then I'm putting out the lantern find your own way back home If I've forgotten how to sing before I've sung this song I'll write it all across the wall before my job is done And I'll even have the courtesy of admitting I was wrong As the final words before I'm dead and gone You've never been so divine in accepting your defeat And I've never been more scared to be alone If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep Then I'm putting out the lantern find your own way back home |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
오 상상해봐 내가 교회 긴의자사이를 왔다 갔다 거리는것을 and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. 그리고 난 들을수 밖에 없어 그래 들을수 밖에 없어 말들이 오가는것을 "What a beautiful wedding!, What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to the waiter. "너무나 아름다운 결혼이야!" (X2) 신부들러리가 웨이터에게 말하지 "Ah yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." "아 그래요, 하지만 안됐네요 안됐어... 신랑의 신부는 걸레거든" (이남자 저남자하고 맘대로 잔다는 소리군요.. 바람피고) I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved 그래 보면, 그래 난 이렇게 보지, 어떻게 보면 우리 결혼은 구조됐거든 Well this calls for, a toast so, pour the champagne 그래 그러니까 건배가 필요하니 샴페인을 따라라 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시.... I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" (남의일 끼어들지 말라고 하는듯) No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damn door?!" 난 그때 끼어들지 "당신들은 망할 문을 닫는 단 소리도 못들어봤어??!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. 그래, 이런건 합리와 포이즈를 가지고 대하는거야 Again.. 다시... |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends it's love Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches call it home Hey moon please forget to fall down Hey moon don't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn |
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from Panic! At The Disco - Live In Chicago (2008)
Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention, Cause that's just ridiculously on, But she sure is gonna get it, Here's the setting, Fashion magazines line the walls now, The walls line the bullet holes, You sure, you sure you let her have it, You sure, you sure, [Chorus:] Have some composure, And where is your posture? Oh no no, You're pulling the trigger, Pulling the trigger all wrong, [x2] Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Well she didn't choose this role, But she'll play it and make it sincere, So you cry, you cry, (Baby, give me a break) But they believe it from the tears, And the teeth right down to the blood, At her feet, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams, (Baby, give me a break) [Chorus x2] Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on this is screaming photo op, op, (It's time to dance) Come on, come on, This is screaming, This is screaming, This is screaming photo op, (It's time to dance) Have some composure, And where is your posture? (You sure, you sure let her have it) You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger, (You sure, you sure,) Give me envy, Give me malice, Give me attention, Give me envy, Give me malice, Baby, give me a break, When I say shotgun, you say wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Shotgun, Wedding, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys, Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams. |
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