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Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.

Boy you better put that pen to paper, 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 webzine,

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 webzine,

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 webzine,

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 webzine,

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 webzine,

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 webzine,

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



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Panic At The Disco lyrics

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Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

Songwriters: URIE, BRENDON/ROSS, RYAN/SMITH, SPENCER/WILSON, BRENT