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Panic At the Disco

Don’t Threaten Me with a Good Time – Panic At the Disco

Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though

Who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
You shoulda’ seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram
Where there’s no such thing as getting out of hand
Memories tend to just pop up
Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs
Don’t think I’ll ever get enough

Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I rode the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels was in a smoke alarm

This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe”
Oh yeah
Don’t threaten me with a good time

It’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright
It’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though

What are these footprints?
They don’t look very human-like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a morning rose
I wanna wake up
Can’t even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbors pool
Upside-down with a perfect view?
Bought a bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancing through this town
Lost my mind in a wedding gown
Don’t think I’ll ever get it now
(Don’t think I’ll ever get it now)

Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I rode the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels was in a smoke alarm

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This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe”
Oh yeah
Don’t threaten me with a good time

I’m a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don’t fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels work
I told you time and time again
I’m not as think as you drunk I am
And we all fell down
When the sun came up
I think we’ve had enough

Alright, alright, it’s hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright it’s a hell of a feeling though
It’s a hell of a feeling though

Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I rode the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels was in a smoke alarm

This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying “If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe”
Oh yeah
Don’t threaten me with a good time

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But It’s Better If You Do – Panic At the Disco

Now I’m of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
As she sheds her skin on stage
I’m seated and sweating to a dance song on the club’s P.A.
The strip joint veteran sits two away
Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri

And isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety

But, but I’m afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn’t be caught dead in this place

Well, I’m afraid that I
Well, that’s right, well I may have faked it
And I wouldn’t be caught dead in this place

And isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety

Well, I’m afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn’t be caught dead in this place

Well, I’m afraid that I
Well, that’s right, well I may have faked it
And I wouldn’t be caught dead in this place

And isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn’t this exactly where you’d like me
I’m exactly where you’d like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety

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Praying for love and paying in naivety
Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh

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Build God, Then We’ll Talk – Panic At the Disco

It’s these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.

Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She’s getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.

Yeah (Yeah)

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that “virgin”
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on “strictly business”
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a “purse” of a different kind.

Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

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Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

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Hurricane – Panic At the Disco

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, 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, 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, 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.

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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, 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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