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Panic! At the Disco

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[Intro]
Gm F Eb D
[Estrofa]
Gm F Eb D
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Gm Eb D
Forgive our sins forged at the pulpit with forked-tongue-selling faux sermons
Gm F Eb D
'Cause I am a new wave of gospel sharp and you'll be thy witness
Gm Gm F
A gentlemen if you're gonna preach. For God's sake, preach with conviction
[Estribillo]
Gm
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
F
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
Eb
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
D
Now don't you move.
Gm
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
F
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
Eb
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
D
Now don't you move.
[Post-Estribillo]
Gm F
Just stay where I can see you douse the light!
D Gm Gm F Gm F Eb D
We sure are in for a show tonight.
[Estrofa]
Gm F Eb D
In this little number, we're graced by two displays of character
Gm F Eb D
We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire v. walking contradictions
Gm F Eb D
And I for one can see no blood from the hearts and the wrists you'd allegedly slit
Gm F Gm Gm Eb
And I for one won't stand for this. If this scene were a parish, y'all be condemned.
[Estribillo]
Gm
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
F
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
Eb
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
D
Now don't you move.
Gm
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
F
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
Eb
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
D
Now don't you, don't you move.
[Puente]
Eb Gm F
Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
D
We sure are in for a show tonight!
Eb Gm F
Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
D F
We sure are in - Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
Gm F Eb D
La la da da la la da . . .