Текст песни Panic! At the Disco — Mercenary
Just a dime-store poet
Keepin' pace, talkin' his face blue
Two dollar store tramps
To get a glance, a new chance at you
Walk past the dance floor
It's always been a dear friend of mine
Cut coils and concubines
Dancing in four -four time
Hey mister the bell man says
I can only recall and spend some time ,I said
So he replies, and how do you manage?
I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage.
In love, I've always been a mercenary,
But I never leave my post when the cash runs out
I wanna make you quiver, make your backbone shiver
Hey kid - take the stage and deliver.
Hey mister the bell man says
I can only recall and spend some time ,I said
So he replies, and how do you manage?
I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage.
Speaking:
How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parents' blood?
Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings?
Hiding your true self, you're truly extraordinary specimen,
I look forward to breaking you.
I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage.
Hey mister the bell man says
I can only recall and spend some time ,I said
So he replies, and how do you manage?
I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage.
Hey mister the bell man says
I can only recall and spend some time ,I said
So he replies, and how do you manage?
I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage.