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 Cuckolds and concubines Dancing in four, four time 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said' So he replies 'Then 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 want to make you quiver Make your backbone shiver Hey kid, take the stage and deliver 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said.' So he replies 'Then how do you manage'? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage '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 you bury your feelings? Hiding your true self You're truly an extraordinary specimen; I look forward to breaking you' I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said.' So he replies 'Then how do you manage' I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said.' So he replies 'Then how do you manage' I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
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