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 Panic! At The Disco  Paroles  / Lyrics 

Panic! At The Disco - Behind The Sea Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage  Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - London Beckoned Songs About Money Written by Machines  Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks  Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Nine In The Afternoon Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Camisado Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Time to Dance  Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Lying Is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off  Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies  Lyrics

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 
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...
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