London Beckons Songs About Money Written By Machines
Stop stalling. Make a name for yourself.
Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out.
If you talk it you better walk it better back this 5hit 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 it better walk it better keep your mouth shut
(Panic At The Disco: meet the press)
It’s time to take a chance.
Oh and, just for the record,
the weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference and(or)
B. Disinterest in what the critics say.
I’m burning and I’m blacking my lungs
(this happens if you keep your mouth shut)
boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tounge.
Start talking. “a sensationalist”
oh he’s slightly clever to just a certain extent.
Keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves,
then decide if it’s done with purpose or lack thereof.
Well we’re just a wet dream for the webzines,
make us it make us hip make us scene
or shrug us off your shoulders.
Don’t approve a single word we wrote.
(oh oh oh blessed objectivity)
Panic At The Disco