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Panic! At The Disco

One Of The Drunks

 

One Of The Drunks

(album: Pray For The Wicked - 2018)


[Brendon Urie:]
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the

Orange juice, pour out half the carton
Grey Goose, pour it, get it started
Good times, remedy your sorrows
Baptize, don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Shake it up, shake it up, now it's time to dive in
Share a cup, share a cup, now you're screwdriving

Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends
Damn it's all good, I guess

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the

Never dry, every day you're thirsty
Bourbon high, sip it 'til you're tipsy
Night's young, searching for a feeling
Big fun, dancing with the demons
Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, grips you like a pistol
Wet the whistle, wet the whistle, abyss of ice crystals

Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends
Damn it's all good, I guess

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

Welcome to the club
'Round and 'round and 'round
And 'round and 'round and 'round
Damn it's all good
'Round and 'round and 'round
And 'round and 'round and 'round
Damn it's all good, I guess

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club

[Rob Mathes:]
Yeah, there's a couple fracks, but we got it. That's the shit, that's the shit, and, man, I saw you fucking lift that sax up towards the microphone and I fell in love!
K, alright, one more time, here we go

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?