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  1. 24 de ago. de 2016 · Am Drink the water, drink the wine [Chorus] Am G D Oh we gotta turn up the crazy F C Livin’ like a washed up celebrity Am G D Shooting fireworks like it’s the Fourth of July F (hold) Am Until we feel alright Am Until we feel alright [Verse 2] Am I’m like a scarf trick, it’s all up the sleeve Am I taste like magic, waves that swallow ...

  2. Panic! at the Disco was an American rock band that originated in Las Vegas, Nevada.Their 2005 debut album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, reached number 13 on the US Billboard 200, and has sold more than 2.2 million copies in the US (pure) and has been certified 4x platinum by RIAA since its September 2005 release, spearheaded by the eight platinum top-10 hit single, "I Write Sins Not Tragedies".

  3. 13 de nov. de 2017 · *Panic at the Disco is one of these artists. The second to last song is the now classic, their first chart topper, "I Write Sins not Tragedies" and it was deliciously not what I expected. It is played in faster time than the original with Urie taking advantage of the crowd singing every word along to create a bit of audience participation in the beginning and some humorous comments on his part.

  4. All my friends were glorious. Tonight we are victorious. Oh-oh-oh, victorious. Oh-oh-oh. [Verse 1] Double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine. Skin as cool as Steve McQueen, let me be your killer king. It hurts until it stops, we will love until it’s not. I’m a killing spree in white, eyes like broken Christmas lights.

  5. 14 de dic. de 2017 · The official live performance of "The Ballad Of Mona Lisa" by Panic! At The Disco from the live album, 'All My Friends We're Glorious: Death Of A Bachelor To...

  6. 20 de nov. de 2017 · Music Reviews: All My Friends We’re Glorious by Panic! at the Disco released in 2017.

  7. Tonight we are victorious. Oh-oh-oh, Victorious. Oh-oh-oh. Double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine. Skin as cool as Steve McQueen, let me be your killer king. It hurts until it stops, we will love until it’s not. I’m a killing spree in white, eyes like broken Christmas lights. My touch is black and poisonous.