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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
When the world gets
To heavy Put it on my back I’ll be your levy You are taking me apart Like bad glue On a get well card It was always you Falling for me Now there’s always time Calling for me I’m the light Blinking at the end of the road Blink back to let me know I’m a fly that's trapped In a web But im thinking that My spiders dead Lonely, lonely little life I could kid myself In thinking that im fine It was always you Falling for me Now there’s always time Calling for me I’m the light Blinking at the end of the road Blink back to let me know That im still around Just a king and rusty throne All the castle under siege But the sign outside says Leave me alone It was always you Falling for me Now there’s always time Calling for me I’m the light Blinking at the end of the road Blink back to let me know (It was always you) Blink back to let me know (It was always you) |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
Are you worth your weight in gold?
'Cause you're behind my eyelids when I'm all alone. Hey stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold. You and God both got the guns And when you shoot, I think I'd duck. I led the revolution in my bedroom, And I set all the zippers free. We said, "No more war! No more clothes! Give me peace! Oh, kiss me!" Hey hey, We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm. Hey, they will never be the same. A fire in a flask to keep us warm. 'Cause they know, and I know, That they don't look like me. Oh they know, I know That they don't sound like me. You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything Oh I'd confess, I'd confess in a room where I'm blessed. But he didn't come and speak to me, Or put my heart at ease. And I believe that, half the time, I am a wolf among the sheep Gnawing at the wool over my eyes. I led the revolution in my bedroom, And I set all the zippers free. We said, "No more war! No more clothes! Give me peace! Oh, kiss me!" Hey hey, We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm. Hey, they will never be the same. A fire in a flask to keep us warm. 'Cause they know, and I know, That they don't look like me. Oh they know, I know That they don't sound like me. You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything Fix me, or conflict me I'll take anything Fix me, or just conflict me 'Cause I'll take anything Hey hey, We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm. Hey, they will never be the same. A fire in a flask to keep us warm. 'Cause they know, and I know, That they don't look like me. Oh they know, I know That they don't sound like me. You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
If I retreat, words, wars, and symphonies
Make room, we're taking over here And you're the galantine, cold and alone, it suits you well Won't find me perching here again May your feet serve you well And the rest be sent to hell, where they always have belonged Cold hearts brew colder songs Fate will play us out, with a song of pure romance So stomp your feet and clap your hands Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight May your feet serve you well And the rest be sent to hell, where they always have belonged Cold hearts brew colder songs Fate will play us out, with a song of pure romance So stomp your feet and clap your hands Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight, kill tonight Show them all you're not the ordinary type Let's kill tonight |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
He was the Congregation's vagrant
With an unrequited love. When your passion's exultation, Then finding refuge is not enough. She was the youngest of the family And the last to be let go. They decided they would try And make it on their own. Oh, memories, where'd you go? You were all I've ever known. How I miss yesterday. And I let it fade away. Where'd you go? Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. When July became December Their affection fought the cold, But they couldn't quite remember What inspired them to go. And it was beautifully depressing Like A Streetcar Named Desire. They were fighting for their love That started growing tired. Oh, memories, where'd you go? You were all I've ever known. How I miss yesterday. And I let it fade away. Don't fade away. Money lost momentum And the bills were piling high. Then the smile, it finally faded From the apple of their eye. And they were young and independent, And they thought they had it planned. Should've known right from the start You can't predict the end. Oh, memories, where'd you go? You were all I've ever known. How I miss yesterday. And how I let it fade away. Oh, memories, where'd you go? You were all I've ever known. How I miss yesterday. And how I let it fade away. Don't fade away. |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
My wing tips waltz across naive
Wood floors they creak Innocently down the stairs Drag melody My percussive feet serve cobweb headaches as a Matching set of marching clocks The slumbering apparitions That they've come to wake up (do do do do) Here I am composing a burlesque Out of where they rest their necks Sunken in their splintered cradles And ramshackle heads They asked for it As a girl You have set your heart On haunting me forever From the start It's never silent Ever since we met I only shoot up with your perfume It's the only thing That makes me feel as good as you do Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through And that one regret is you How does a heart love, if no one has noticed its presence And where does it go? Trembling hands play my heart like a trombone The beats gone and lost in the show You have set your heart On haunting me forever From the start It's never silent Ever since we met I only shoot up with your perfume It's the only thing That makes me feel as good as you do Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through And I regret never letting you go! Ever since we met I only shoot up with your perfume It's the only thing That makes me feel as good as you do Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through And that one regret is you Mona Lisa pleased to please ya (And that one regret is you) Mona Lisa pleased to please ya (And that one regret is you) Mona Lisa pleased to please ya |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
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Oh oh oh oh oh) You've got yourself things That you've been running from You either love it or I guess you don't You're such a pretty thing To be running from anyone A vision with nowhere to go [PRE-CHORUS:] So tell me right now You think you're ready for it I wanna know Why you got me going So let's go We'll take it out of here I think I'm ready to leave I'm ready to live [CHORUS:] I'm ready to go (Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind) I'm ready to go (Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh) You've got yourself things You wanted somethin' for 'em You either get it or I guess you won't What does it really mean To get nothin' from anyone There's a million ways it could go [PRE-CHORUS] [CHORUS] I think I'm ready I think I'm more ready I know I think I'm ready I think I'm more ready I know I think I'm ready I think I'm more ready I know I think I'm ready I think I'm more- [CHORUS 3X] |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
I was fine just a guy living on my own,
Waiting for the sky to fall Then you called and changed it all, Doll, Velvet lips and the eyes to pull me in, We both know you'd already win, Mm you're original sin. You fooled me once with your eyes now honey, You fooled me twice with your lies and I say, Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care, She lives in her world so unaware. Does she know that my destiny lies with her? Sarah, (Sarah, Sarah, Sarah) Oh Sarah, (Sarah) are you saving me? Waking up to a kiss and you're on your way, I really hoped that you would stay, But you left and went your own way, Babe, I don't mind, take your time, I got things to do, Besides sit around and wait for you. Oh and I hope you do too, You fooled me once with your eyes now honey, You fooled me twice with your lies and I say, Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care, She lives in her world so unaware, Does she know that my destiny lies with her, Sarah, Oh Sarah, are you saving me? And it's killing me inside, Consuming all my time, You've left me blind, And when I think I'm right, You strip away my pride, You cast it all aside but I say, Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care, She lives in her world so unaware, Does she know that my destiny lies with her, Sarah, (Sarah) Oh Sarah, (Sarah) are you saving me? |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sin She's paid for A lonely speaker in a conversation Her words are swimming through his ears again There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown Mona Lisa, yeah Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
(But only for you)
(Only for you) You said if you don't let it out You're gonna let it eat you away I'd rather be a cannibal, baby Animals like me don't talk anyway Feel like an ambulance Chase her away Pray I could replace her Forget the way her tears taste Oh, the way her tears taste Put another 'x' on the calendar Summer's on it's deathbed There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I will come back to life But only for you Only for you Don't wanna call it a second chance But when I came back, it was more of a relapse Anticipation's on the other line And obsession called while you were out Yeah, it called while you were out Put another 'x' on the calendar Summer's on it's deathbed There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I will come back to life But only for you Only for you I'll sleep in the hive I guess all the buzzing got to me While I'm still alive At night your body is a symphony And I'm conducting you You said if you don't let it out You're gonna let it eat you away Put another 'x' on the calendar Summer's on it's deathbed There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I will come back to life But only for you Only for you Only for you Only for you Yeah (But only for you) (Only for you) (Only for you) (Only for you) |
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from Panic! At The Disco 3집 - Vices & Virtues (2011)
Place in a smile at the perfect event,
Gracing your skin with the side of my hand. If I ever leave I could learn to miss you With sentimental boy as my nom de plume. Let me save you of this wrong. I may never sleep tonight, As long as you're still burning bright. If I could trade mistakes for sheep, Count me away before you sleep. I'll still wait till I trade my mistakes, So they fade away. I fill the room in this body, Deserted, my organs can go on without me. You can't fly these wings. You can't sleep in this box with me. Let me save you of this wrong. I may never sleep tonight, As long as you're still burning bright. If I could trade mistakes for sheep, Count me away before you sleep. I'll still wait till I trade my mistakes, So they fade away. Don't let me trade you of this wrong, Then I'll pull you in. Cause I am an anchor, save her oar Feel it sinking in. Let me save you of this wrong I am an anchor, sinking on. I may never sleep tonight, As long as you're still burning bright. If I could trade mistakes for sheep, Count me away before you sleep. I'll still wait till I trade my mistakes, So they fade away. |
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from Panic! At The Disco - The Ballad of Mona Lisa [single] (2011)
She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sin She's paid for A lonely speaker in a conversation Her words are swimming through his ears again There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown Mona Lisa, yeah Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa, You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for |
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from Panic! At The Disco - New Perspective [single] (2009)
I feel the salty waves come in
I feel them crash against my skin And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win There's a haze above my TV That changes everything I see And maybe if I continue watching I'll lose the traits that worry me Can we fast-forward to go down on me? Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face And I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside Can we fast-forward to go down on me? Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face and I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here More to the point, I need to show How much I can come and go Other plans fell through And put a heavy load on you I know there's no more that need be said When I'm inching through your bed Take a look around instead and watch me go Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face and I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here It's not fair, just let me perfect it Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive 'cause seeing clear would be a bad idea Now catch me up on getting out of here So catch me up I'm getting out of here |
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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)
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)
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)
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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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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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, 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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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, 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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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, 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)
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)
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)
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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