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Panic! At The Disco - Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time Lyrics
(Intro)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' though
(Verse: Brendon Urie)
Who are these people? I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf! I should probably introduce myself
U should have seen what I wore! I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram! Where there's no such thing as gettin' out of hand
Memories tend to just pop up! Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs! Don't think I'll eva get enough
(Pre-Chorus: Brendon Urie)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shoppin' cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
(Chorus: Brendon Urie)
This night is heatin' up
Raise hell and turn it up
Sayin' 'If u go on, u might pass out in a drain pipe'
Oh, yeah
Don't threaten me with a good time
(Post-Chorus)
It's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' tho'
Alright, alright
It's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
(Verse 2: Brendon Urie)
What are these footprints?
They don't look very human-like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a mornin' rose
I want to wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbors pool
Upside-down with a perfect view?
Bar to bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancin' through this town
Lost my mind in a weddin' gown
Don't think I'll eva get it now
(Don't think I'll eva get it now)
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
(Bridge: Brendon Urie)
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don't fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels work
I told u time and time again
I'm not as think as u drunk I am
And we all fell down
When the sun came up
I think we've had enough
(Post-Chorus)
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
(Intro)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' though
(Verse: Brendon Urie)
Who are these people? I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf! I should probably introduce myself
U should have seen what I wore! I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram! Where there's no such thing as gettin' out of hand
Memories tend to just pop up! Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs! Don't think I'll eva get enough
(Pre-Chorus: Brendon Urie)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shoppin' cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
(Chorus: Brendon Urie)
This night is heatin' up
Raise hell and turn it up
Sayin' 'If u go on, u might pass out in a drain pipe'
Oh, yeah
Don't threaten me with a good time
(Post-Chorus)
It's a hell of a feelin' tho'
It's a hell of a feelin' tho'
Alright, alright
It's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
(Verse 2: Brendon Urie)
What are these footprints?
They don't look very human-like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a mornin' rose
I want to wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbors pool
Upside-down with a perfect view?
Bar to bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancin' through this town
Lost my mind in a weddin' gown
Don't think I'll eva get it now
(Don't think I'll eva get it now)
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
(Bridge: Brendon Urie)
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don't fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels work
I told u time and time again
I'm not as think as u drunk I am
And we all fell down
When the sun came up
I think we've had enough
(Post-Chorus)
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)