Panic! At the disco

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage"

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on 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?

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

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

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

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

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

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

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

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines"

Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.
Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out.
If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun

Start talking "a sensationalist"
Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
If you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun

(Panic!: meet the press)
It's time for us to take a chance
It's time for us to take a chance

(Panic!: meet the press)
It's time for us to take a chance
It's time for us...

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs
Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue
If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun

Start talking "a sensationalist"
Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
Well keep quiet let us sing like the doves
Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof.

Just for the record,
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say

It's time for us to take a chance
It's time for us...

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

Just for the record,
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote

Just for the record,
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"I Write Sins Not Tragedies"

Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...

Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...

I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"Time To Dance"

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculously on.
Well, she sure is going to get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes

Have some composure
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 a-a-attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(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
(Give me a break)

Have some composure
Where is your posture?
Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[x2]

Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op...
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op."

Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby
Boys will be boys

Give me envy, give me malice, give me a-a-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

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off"

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

Srculence101 · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"But It's Better If You Do"

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, 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, but I'm afraid that I
Well, I may of 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, 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

Well, I'm afraid that I
Well, I may of 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, 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

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

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Build God, Then We'll Talk

It's these substandard motels,
On the on the corner of 4th and Freemont Street.
Appealing, only because they're 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 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.

She's 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.
A wonderful caricature of intimacy. (Yeah)

And, 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.
Well 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 her 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.
And sleeping with roaches,
And taking best guesses

Shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses,
And girls in white dresses.
And sleeping with roaches,
And taking best guesses

Shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

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

There are no,

Raindrops on roses,
And girls in white dresses.
And sleeping with roaches,
And taking best guesses

Shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses,
And girls in white dresses.
And sleeping with roaches,
And taking best guesses

Shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet

Please, leave all overcoats,
Canes and top hats with the doorman.
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.
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,
You can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips,
"When did he get 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, the ladies room in vain.
And I'll bet you just can't keep up [keep up!] with those fashionistas and
Tonight (tonight) you are (you are) a whispering campaign.
I'll bet to them, your name is "Cheap",
I'll bet to them, you look like shhh...

Talk to the mirror, Oh, choke back tears.
And keep telling yourself that
"I'm a diva!"

Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table,
They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.

I'm the new cancer,
Never looked better,
You can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips,
"When did he get 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. (X2)

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. (X3)

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Camisado

(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.
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.
It sure as hell ain't normal, But we deal, we deal.

Sit back just sit back,
Just sit back and relax,
Just sit back just sit back,
Just sit back and relapse again,

Can't take the kid from the fight,
Take the fight from the kid,
Sit back relax, sit back relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight,
Take the fight from the kid,
Just sit back,
Just sit back.

You're a regular decorated emergency. (2x)

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.
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.

And 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'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-ba-da
You can take the kid out of the fight,

You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusion,
Will remind me what you did when you wake.
You've earned a place a top the ICU's hall of fame.
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again.
(2x)

Can't take the kid from the fight,
Take the fight from the kid,
Sit back relax, sit back relapse again
Can'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-ba-da
You can take the kid out of the fight

(The IV and your hospital bed, this was no accident, this was a therapudic chain of events.)

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks

Watch your mouth, oh, oh, oh
Because your speech is slurred enough,
That you just might swallow your tongue,
I'm sure that you want to give up the ghost,
With just a little more poise than that,

Or was it God who chokes,
In these situations,
Running late,
Oh no.
He called in. (x2)

The hospice is,
A relaxing weekend getaway,
Where you're a cut above all the rest,
Sick and sad patients,
On first name basis with all the top physicians,

[Chorus:]
Prescribed pills,
To offset the shakes,
To offset the pills,
You know you should take,
It a day at a time.

That’s when you,
St-st-stutter something profound,
To the support on the line,
And with the way you've been talking,
Every word gets you a step closer to hell. (x2)

[Chorus] (x2)

I am,
Alone in this bed, house, and head,
And she never fixes this,
But at least she...

I am,
Alone, in this bedroom,
She never fixes this,
But at least she...

[Chorus] (x2)

The hospice is,
A relaxing weekend getaway,
Where you're a cut above all the rest,
Sick and sad patients,
On first name basis with all the top physicians

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction,
Forgive our sins,
Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues,
Selling faux sermons.
Because I am a new wave gospel sharp,
And you'll be thy witness.

So gentlemen,
if you're going to preach,
For God sakes, preach with conviction.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh 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. [x2]

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show.

In this little number we are graced,
By two displays of character.
We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire,
walking contradiction.

I for one can see no blood, from the hearts,
And the wrists you allegedly slit.
And I for one wont stand for this,
If this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh 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!
Woa-Oh 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. [x2]

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!

La da da da da da da, Da da da da da da da,
La da da da da da da.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh 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. [x2]

Don't you move. Don't you move,
Strike up the band!

Annabel_Lee · **ஐ NaUgHtGeLiC ஐ**

Do sada upisani textovi Panic! At The Disco (alfabetnim redom):

Build God, Then We'll Talk
But It's Better If You Do
Camisado
I Constantly Thank God For Esteban
I Write Sins Not Tragedies
London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines
Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off
Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks
The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage
There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet
Time To Dance