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Panic! at the Disco - A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out - The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage
A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out
01. Introduction
02. The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage
03. London Beckoned Songs About Money Written by Machines
04. Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks
05. Camisado
06. Time to Dance
07. Lying Is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off
08. Intermission
09. But It’s Better If You Do
10. I Write Sins Not Tragedies
11. I Constantly Thank God for Esteban
12. There’s a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven’t Thought of It Yet
13. Build God, Then We’ll Talk
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good, now we're making some progress
Come on, just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see
I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Applause, applause, no, wait, wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see
I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes