Panic At The Disco Panic At The Disco - Build God Then We'll Talk --=By Pain=-- Lyrics

It's these substandard motels on the (lalalala) corner of 4th and Freemont Street.
Appealing, only because they are just that un-appealing.
Any practiced Catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
and the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.
(along with the people inside.)

(inside) What a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
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Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin.
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie.
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney,
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
A wonderful caricature of intimacy.

yeah

And not to mention, the constable. And his proposition for that virgin.
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on â€œstrictly business.
As he said to the Mrs. Well only hours before,
After he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact,
There was a terrible crash.(There was a terrible CRASH)
Between her and the badge.
She spilled her purse and her bag and held a purse of a different kind.
(along with the people inside.)

(Inside) What a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
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There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
at the shade of the sheets before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things.
[Repeat x2]

Inside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
[Repeat x2]

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
at the shade of the sheets before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things.
[Repeat x2]