I Constantly Thank God For Esteban
Panic! At The Disco · A Fever You Can't Sweat Out [2005]
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
Then for God sakes preach with conviction!
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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, 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 this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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, 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
Stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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!
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
Then for God sakes preach with conviction!
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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, 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 this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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, 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
Stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, 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-oh, 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!