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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Klavier
Ryan Ross
Ryan Ross
Tasteninstrumente
Heather Stebbins
Heather Stebbins
Cello
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Schlagzeug
William Brousserd
William Brousserd
Trompete
Samantha Bynes
Samantha Bynes
Geige
Brent Matthew Wilson
Brent Matthew Wilson
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Songwriter:in
Ryan Ross
Ryan Ross
Songwriter:in
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Matt Squire
Matt Squire
Produzent:in
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Panic! At the Disco
Panic! At the Disco
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Please leave all overcoats, canes and
Top hats with the doorman
From that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and
Loving every minute of it
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
[Verse 2]
Please leave all overcoats, canes and
Top hats with the doorman
From that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and
Loving every minute of it
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and
[PreChorus]
When you're in black slacks
With accentuating off-white pinstripes, whoa
Everything goes according to plan
[Chorus]
I'm the new cancer, never looked better
You can't stand it
Because you say so under your breath
You're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?"
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better and you can't stand it
[Verse 3]
Next is a trip to the
The ladies room in vain and
I bet you just can't keep up with
Keep up!
With these fashionistas and
Tonight, tonight, you are, you are
A whispering campaign
I bet to them, your name is cheap
I bet to them, you look like shh!
[PreChorus]
Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears
And keep telling yourself that, "I'm a diva"
Oh, and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table
They just so happen to be
Laced with nitroglycerin
[Chorus]
I'm the new cancer, never looked better
You can't stand it
Because you say so under your breath
You're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?"
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better and you can't stand it
[Bridge]
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better and you can't stand it
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better and you can't stand it
[Outro]
And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like
A night out with no one sizing you up
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course
You'll be distracted when I spike the punch
And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like
A night out with no one sizing you up
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course
You'll be distracted when I spike the punch
And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like
A night out with no one sizing you up
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course
You'll be distracted when I spike the punch
Written by: Brendon Urie, Brent Matthew Wilson, Ryan Ross, Spencer Smith
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