Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time
PANIC! AT THE DISCO · Death Of A Bachelor 2016 · Track 02 of 11
Written by Amir Salem, Brendon Urie, Carl Lehman, Cindy Wilson, Fred Schneider, Jake Sinclair, Jerker Hansson, Jonathan “J.R.” Rotem, Kate Pierson, Keith Strickland, Ricky Wilson, Teal Douville
Alright, alright Alright, alright Alright, alright, it's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though Alright, alright, it's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though
Who are these people? I just woke up in my underwear No liquor left on the shelf I should prob'ly introduce myself You shoulda 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 getting 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 ever get enough (Don't think I'll ever get enough!)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up Raise hell and turn it up Saying, "If you go on you might pass out in a drain pipe." Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time
It's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though Alright, alright, it's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though
What are these footprints? They don't look very human-like Now I wish that I could find my clothes Bed sheets and a morning rose I wanna wake up Can't even tell if this is a dream How did we end up in my neighbor's pool Upside down with a perfect view? Bar to bar at the speed of sound Fancy feet dancing through this town Lost my mind in a wedding gown Don't think I'll ever get it now (Don't think I'll ever get it now)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up Raise hell and turn it up Saying, "If you go on you might pass out in a drain pipe." Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time
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've told you time and time again I'm not as think as you drunk I am And we all fell down When the sun came up I think we've had enough
Alright, alright, it's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though Alright, alright, it's a helluva feeling though It's a helluva feeling though
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up Raise hell and turn it up Saying, "If you go on you might pass out in a drain pipe." Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time