Panic!
At The Disco - Behind The Sea Lyrics
Our daydream spills from
my gold head
Breaks free of my wooden
neck
Left a nod over sleeping
waves
Like bobbing bait for
bathing cod
Floating flocks of candle
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.
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"
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
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 you'd want,
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?
No, no, he called in
Or was it God who chokes
In these situations,
running late?
No, no, he called in
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
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 stu-stu-stutter
something profound
To the support on the
line
And with the way you've
been talking
Every word that you said
closer to hell
That's when you stu-stu-stutter
something profound
To the support on the
line
And with the way you've
been talking
Every word that you said
closer to hell
Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time
Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time
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...
Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time
Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time
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
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
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 your 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
And 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 your 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
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 didAnd how
I hope to God he was worth it.When the lights are dim and your heart is
racing as
you're fingers touch
your skin.I've got more
wit, a better kiss, a
hotter touch, a better fuckThan any
boy you'll ever meet,
sweetie you had meGirl I was it
look past the sweat,
a better love deserving ofExchanging
body heat in the passenger
seat?
No, no, no you know it
will always just be,
meLet's get these teen
hearts beating. Faster,
fasterSo testosterone boys and
harlequin girlsWill you
dance to this beat, and hold a
lover close?So testosterone
boys and harlequin girlsWill you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So I guess we're back
to us, oh cameraman, swing the
focusIn 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
just were getting to the partWhere 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
selfishDid you really
think I’d let you kill this
chorus?
Let's get these teen
hearts beating.
Faster, fasterSo testosterone
boys and harlequin girlsWill you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So
testosterone boys and
harlequin girlsWill you dance to
this beat, and hold a
lover close?
Dance to this
beatDance to this beatDance
to this beatLet's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, fasterLet's get
these teen hearts beating. FasterI've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter
touch, a
better fuckThan any boy
you'll ever meet, sweetie you
had meGirl I was it look
past the sweat, a better love
deserving ofExchanging
body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it
will always just be, meLet's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, fasterSo
testosterone boys and harlequin girlsWill you dance
to this beat, and hold
a lover close?
So testosterone boys
and harlequin girlsWill
you dance to this beat, and hold a
lover close?
So testosterone boys
and harlequin
girlsDance to this beatSo
testosterone boys and
harlequin girlsDance
to this beat
And hold a lover
closeLet's get these
teen hearts beating. Faster,
fasterLet's get these
teen hearts beating. Faster |
Nine
In The Afternoon - Panic! At The Disco Sonnerie
Back to the streets where
we began
Feeling as good as lovers
can, you know
Well, now we're feeling
so good
Back to the street where
we began
Feeling as good as love,
you could, you can
Now we're feeling so
good
Back to the street where
we began
Feeling as good as love,
you could, you can
Into a place, where thoughts
can bloom
Into a room where it's
nine in the afternoon
Now we're feeling so
good
Into a place where thoughts
can bloom
Can you feel it too?
'Cause it's nine in the
afternoon
Your eyes are the size
of the moon
You could 'cause you
can so you do
We're feeling so good
just the way that we
do
When it's nine in the
afternoon
Your eyes are the size
of the moon
You could 'cause you
can so you do
We're feeling so good
Back to the street
Down to our feet
Losing the feeling of
feeling unique
Do ya know what I mean?
Back to the place, hey
Where we used to say
Man it feels good to
feel this way
Now I know what I mean
Back to the street, back
to the place,
Back to the room where
it all began
Back to the street, back
to the place,
Back to the room where
it all began
Where it's nine in the
afternoon
Your eyes are the size
of the moon
You could 'cause you
can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we
do
When's it's nine in the
afternoon
Your eyes are the size
of the moon
You could 'cause you
can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we
do
When it's nine in the
afternoon
Your eyes are the size
of the moon
You could 'cause you
can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we
do
When it's nine in the
afternoon
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 webzines,
Make us it, make us hip,
make us scene
Or shrug us off your
shoulders
Don't approve a single
word that we wroto
Well we're just a wet
dream for the webzines,
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 webzines,
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 webzines,
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 webzines,
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 webzines,
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
Camisado
The I.V. 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 and relapse
Again
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Just sit back, just sit
back
You're a regular decorated
emergency
You'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
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
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Just sit back, just sit
back
Sit back, sit back, relax,
relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid
out of the fight
You're a regular decorated
emergency
The bruises and contusions
will remind you what you did when you wake
You've earned a 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 you what you did when you wake
You've earned a place
atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you
causing a commotion on the gurney again
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
You can take the kid
from the fight
Can’t take the fight
from the kid
Just sit back, just sit
back
Sit back, sit back, relax,
relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid
out of the fight
The I.V. and your hospital
bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic
chain of events
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... |
