Letra da Música Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time Panic! At The Disco

Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling thoughWho are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myselfYou shoulda' seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram
Where there's no such thing as getting out of handMemories tend to just pop up
Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs
Don't think I'll ever get enough
(Don't think I'll ever get enough)Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarmThis night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying: If you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe
Oh, yeah, don't threaten me with a good timeIt's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright
It's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling thoughWhat are these footprints?
They don't look very human-like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a morning roseI wanna wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbor's pool
Upside-down with a perfect view?Bar to bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancing through this town
Lost my mind in a wedding gown
Don't think I'll ever get it now
(Don't think I'll ever get it now)Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarmThis night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying: If you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe
Oh, yeah, don't threaten me with a good timeI'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don't fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels workI told you time and time again
I'm not as think as you drunk I am
And we all fell down
When the Sun came up
I think we've had enoughAlright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling thoughChampagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarmThis night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying: If you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe
Oh, yeah, don't threaten me with a good time

Composição: Brendon Urie / Teal Douville / J. R. Rotem / Jake Sinclair / Carl Lehmann / Amir Salem / Jerker Hansson / Ricky Wilson / Julian Strickland / Frederick Schneider / Cynthia Wilson / Catherine Pierson.