Panic! At the Disco - I Constantly Thank God for Esteban paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson I Constantly Thank God for Esteban - Panic! At the Disco



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 gonna preach
For God sakes, preach with conviction!
Strike up the band!
Whoa!
The conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, and 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, and 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, a walking contradiction
And 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 the scene were a parish, you'd all be condemned
Strike up the band!
Whoa!
The conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, and 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, and let′s sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it don′t you get it?
Now don't, 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
Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!
La da ta ta, la da ta ta, la da ta ta...
Strike up the band!
Whoa!
The conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, and 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, and 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!



Writer(s): SPENCER SMITH, GEORGE ROSS


Panic! At the Disco - A Fever You Can't Sweat Out
Album A Fever You Can't Sweat Out
date de sortie
27-09-2005




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