Тексты песен «Panic! At The Disco»

Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing is gonna be all right. Singin': don't worry about a thing, 'Cause every little thing is gonna be all right! Rise up this mornin', Smiled with the risin' sun, Three...

[The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage] Sit tight, I'm going to 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,...

[Verse 1] She don't leave make-up After her kiss All the boys at night Think that she's theirs All the secrets that you keep Might get spoken while you sleep [Chorus] And all the boys and I All the boys and I Love her...

[Verse 1] When the world gets too heavy Put it on my back I will be your levy You are taking me apart Like bad glue On a get well card [Chorus] It was always you Falling for me Now there is always time Calling for me I...

[Performed by Brendon Urie] [Originally by Britney Spears] Oh baby baby, How was I supposed to know? That something wasn't right here, Oh baby baby, I shouldn't have let you go, And now you're out of sight, yeah, Show...

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...

A daydream spills from my corked head And breaks free of my wooden neck Left to nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all...

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...

I'm just setting, I'm just setting a trap And I'm not pulling, no I'm not pulling for you, you're just pulling at me I'm not a betting man but this is a sure thing I've been to Tokyo and to South Africa So many places...

[Intro] Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go,...

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor Just for the attention 'Cause that's just ridiculously on Well, she sure is gonna get it, here's the setting Fashion magazines line the walls now The walls lined with...

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...

It's these substandard motels on the corner of 4th and Fremont Street (La, la, la, la, la) Appealing only because they are just that unappealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering The rooms...

Все эти низкосортные отели на углу улиц четвертой и Фримон, Привлекающие своей непривлекательностью. Любой уважающий себя католик перекрестится, и не зайдет туда. В комнатах только намек на асбест вперемежку с нотками...

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 PA. And...

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 PA...

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 clubs PA. And...

Я уже в таком возрасте, что мне простительно Забыть о тебе, сидя в кабаре Где-то в центре города, где стриптизёрша, Возможно, даже спросит, как меня зовут. Когда она на сцене сбрасывает одежду, Я сижу и потею под звуки...

[Brendon] It's getting late, and I Cannot seem to find my way home tonight Feels like I am falling down a rabbit hole Falling for forever, wonderfully wandering alone What would my head be like If not for my shoulders...

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 It's not so pleasant And...