Panic! At The DiscoMercenary

Just a dime store poet Keeping pace, talking his face blue Two dollar store tramps To get a glance, a new chance at you Walk past the dance floor, That’s always been a dear friend of mine Cut coils and concubines, Dancing in four-four time “Hey mister” the bell man says, “I can only recall and spend some time I said” So he replies, “and how do you manage?” I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage In love I’ve always been a mercenary, But I never leave my post when the cash runs out I wanna make you quiver, Make your backbone shiver Hey kid- take the stage and deliver “Hey mister” the bell man says, “I can only recall and spend some time I said” So he replies, “And how do you manage?” I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage Collateral damage Collateral damage Collateral damage Collateral... “How does it feel to stand on the very stones That ran with your parent’s blood? Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings? Hiding your true self You’re a truly extraordinary specimen; I look forward to breaking you” I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage “Hey mister” the bell man says, “I can only recall and spend some time I said.” So he replies, “And how do you manage?” I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage “Hey mister” the bell man says, “I can only recall and spend some time I said.” So he replies, “And how do you manage?” I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage
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