Lyrics Depot is your source of lyrics to I Constantly Thank God For Esteban by Panic! At The Disco. Please check back for more Panic! At The Disco lyrics.

I Constantly Thank God For Esteban Lyrics

Artist: Panic! At The Disco
Album: A Fever You Can't Sweat Out

Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction,
Forgive our sins
Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons
Because I am a new wave gospel sharp, and you'll be thy witness
So gentlemen, if you are going to preach,
Then for God sakes preach with conviction!

Strike up the band!
Whoa! the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you...move.

Strike up the band!
Whoa! the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you...move.

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show tonight.

In this little number we are graced by two displays of character,
We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire/walking contradictions;
And I for one can see no blood
From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit
And I for one wont stand for this
If the scene were a parish you'd all be condemned.

Strike up the band!
Whoa the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you...move.

Strike up the band!
Whoa the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you...move.

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
...We sure are in for a show tonight

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
...We sure are in for a show tonight

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
La da ta ta la da ta ta la da ta ta....

Strike up the band!
Whoa! the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you move...

Strike up the band!
Whoa! the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Now don't you move...

Don't you move
Don't you move!
Strike up the band!

Comments/Interpretations

no comments yet








Related:
Panic! At The Disco Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Lyrics

More Panic! At The Disco Music Lyrics:
Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Intermission Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Nine In The Afternoon Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - Northern Downpour Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - That Green Gentleman Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know Lyrics
Panic! At The Disco - There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet Lyrics