Letra da Música Build God, Then We’ll Talk Panic! At The Disco

It's these substandard motels
On the, lalalala, corner of 4th and Freemont Street
Appealing, only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering
The rooms have a hint of asbestos
And maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
And the habit of decomposing right before your very, lalalala, eyes
Along with the people insideOh, What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacyTonight tenants range from a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday
The Mrs. Will stay with the cheating attorney
Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money
Oh, What a wonderful caricature of intimacyAnd not to mention
The constable, and his proposition
For that virgin
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on strictly business
As he said to the Mrs
Only hours before
Well after he had left
As she was fixing her face in a compact
There was a terrible crash
(There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag
And held a purse of a different kind
Along with the peopleInside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacy(There are no)
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking bad guesses
At the shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite thingsRaindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking bad guesses
At the shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite thingsInside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, What a wonderful caricature of intimacyRaindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking bad guesses
At the shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite thingsRaindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking bad guesses
At the shade of the sheets before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things

Composição: Ryan Ross.