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Panic! At The Disco – Pray for The Wicked

Album ke-6 PATD (Panic At The Disco) yang pertama kalinya dirilis dengan konsep one man band. Berisi 11 lagu beda-beda rasa. Dari irama berdansa, mellow dan beat semua disajikan oleh Brendon Urie sebagai kreator utama. Panic At The Disco Pray for The Wicked

4 lagu awal adalah single yang telah dirilis sebelumnya dengan “Say Amen” dan “Hey Look Ma, I Made It” menjadi perwakilan album yang disuguhkan secara visual dalam video klip PATD yang telah rilis. Judul yand disebutkan kedua Ia tujukan sebagai selebrasi dimana ketika pada saat mengawali karir sebagai musisi, orang tua Urie sungguh mengkhawatirkan masa depannya, bilamana nanti Uri menjadi seniman yang kelaparan.

Alhamdulillaah, puji syukur kepada Tuhan, orang tua Urie kini dapat membanggakan anaknya yang secara finansial stabil dan secara mental pun stabil. Dalam video klip tersebut Urie mengkisahkan bila Ia menjauhi hal kotor baik itu manusianya, obat-obatan dan bahkan produser rekamannya sendiri.

Nah bagi yang ingin sukses, dengerin nih album dari musisi yang sukses dan lolos dari jeratan narkoba. Jadi kebanggaan orang tua, sehat jiwa dan raga, harta benda kaya raya, punya istri yang beneran wanita, bangun keluarga yang bahagia dan terus berkaya walaupun nanti sudah tua. Say Amen!


Lirik Panic! At The DIsco – Pray for The Wicked Album

(Fuck A) Silver Lining
Ode to the old, and to the new
We rededicate this song to you

Fuck a silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough
Fuck a silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough
One more, one more

It’s just cherries, cherries
Everything is cherries on top
No wings of wax or endless mountains
Tragedies with penniless fountains
It’s just cherries, cherries
It’s coming up cherries on top
Sunset shadows through the trophies
I guess it just ain’t big enough
Say it one more, one more, one more

Fuck a silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough
Fuck a silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough

It’s just cherries, cherries
Everything is cherries on top
It’s just cherries, cherries
Everything is cherries on top
One more, one more

We’ve been falling, falling
It’s like we fell to the top
I was born to cut a million
Cut my teeth and made a killing
Now I’m dodging, dodging
Everything you think that I’m not
Archetype of television
Was lost in thought but held the vision, hey

When you gonna say my name?
When you gonna say my name?
Quick charade, Beyoncé, Lemonade
When you gonna say my name?
When you gonna say my name?
No delay, no halfway, let me hear you say
One more, one more, one more

Silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough
Fuck a silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough

It’s just cherries, cherries
Everything is cherries on top
It’s just cherries, cherries
Everything is cherries on top

Silver lining
Fuck a silver lining
‘Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough

Say Amen (Saturday Night)
Cold open

Been traveling in packs that I can’t carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There’s nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren’t who they used to be
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can’t change into a person I don’t wanna be, so
Oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah
Swear to God, I ain’t ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

And every morning when I wake up
I wanna be who I couldn’t say I’d ever been
But it’s so much more than I ever was
If every night I go to sleep knowing
That I gave everything that I had to give
Then it’s all I could’ve asked for
I’ve been standing up beside everything I’ve ever said, but
Oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah
Swear to God, I ain’t ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

If I had one more day to wish
If I had one more day
To be better than I could have ever been
If I had one more day to wish
If I had one more day
I could be better, but, baby
Oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah
Swear to God, I ain’t ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah
It’s Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah
Swear to God, swear to God, swear to God
Oh, oh, it’s Saturday night, yeah

Hey Look Ma, I Made It
All my life, been hustlin’
And tonight is my appraisal
‘Cause I’m a hooker sellin’ songs
And my pimp’s a record label
This world is full of demons
Stocks and bonds and bible traders
So I do the deed
Get up and leave
A climber and a sadist, yeah

Are you ready for the sequel?
Ain’t ready for the latest?
In the garden of evil
I’m gonna be the greatest
In a golden cathedral
I’ll be praying for the faithless
And if you lose, boo-hoo

Hey look ma, I made it
Hey look ma, I made it
Everything’s comin’ up aces, aces
And if it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me
I said hey look ma, I made it

Friends are happy for me
Or they’re honeysuckle phonies
Then they celebrate my medals
Or they wanna take my trophies
Some are loyal soldiers
While these other thorns are rosy
And if you never know who you can trust
Then trust me, you’ll be lonely, oh

Are you ready for the sequel?
Ain’t you ready for the latest?
In the garden of evil
I’m gonna be the greatest
In a golden cathedral
I’ll be praying for the faithless
And if you lose, boo-hoo

Hey look ma, I made it
Hey look ma, I made it
Everything’s comin’ up aces, aces
And if it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me
I said hey look ma, I made it, I made it
I said hey look ma, I made it, I made it
I see it, I want it, I take it, take it
If it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me

I said hey look ma, I made it
(Mama best believe it, Mama best believe it)
Hey look ma, I made it
(Think I must be dreamin’, wide awake and dreamin’)
Hey look ma, I made it
(Mama best believe it, Mama best believe it)
Hey look ma, I made it
(Think I must be dreamin’)
Hey look ma, I made it

High Hopes
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Shooting for the stars when I couldn’t make a killing
Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision
Always had high, high hopes
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes

Mama said
Fulfill the prophecy
Be something greater
Go make a legacy
Manifest destiny
Back in the days
We wanted everything, wanted everything
Mama said
Burn your biographies
Rewrite your history
Light up your wildest dreams
Museum victories, everyday
We wanted everything, wanted everything

Mama said don’t give up, it’s a little complicated
All tied up, no more love and I’d hate to see you waiting

Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Shooting for the stars when I couldn’t make a killing
Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision
Always had high, high hopes
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes

Mama said
It’s uphill for oddities
The stranger crusaders
Ain’t ever wannabes
The weird and the novelties
Don’t ever change
We wanted everything, wanted everything

Stay up on that rise
Stay up on that rise and never come down
Stay up on that rise
Stay up on that rise and never come down

Mama said don’t give up, it’s a little complicated
All tied up, no more love and I’d hate to see you waiting
They say it’s all been done but they haven’t seen the best of me
So I got one more run and it’s gonna be a sight to see

Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Shooting for the stars when I couldn’t make a killing
Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision
Always had high, high hopes

Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Shooting for the stars when I couldn’t make a killing
Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision
Always had high, high hopes
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes

Roaring 20s
Broadway is black like a sinkhole
Everyone raced to the suburbs
And I’m on the rooftop with curious strangers
This is the oddest of summers
Maybe I’ll medicate, maybe inebriate
Strange situations, I get anxious
Maybe I’ll smile a bit, maybe the opposite
But pray that they don’t call me thankless

My tell-tale heart’s a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk-tied tourniquet

This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I want, I wanna go home

Oscars and Emmys and Grammys
Everyone here is a trophy
And I’m sipping bourbon
The future’s uncertain
The past on the pavement below me
Maybe I’ll elevate, maybe I’m second rate
So unaware of my status
Maybe I’m overjoyed, maybe I’m paranoid
Designer me up in straight jackets

My tell-tale heart’s a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk-tied tourniquet

This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I want, I wanna go home

Hallucinations only mean that your brain is on fire
If it’s Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
I don’t know if I will survive
Lighters up if you’re feelin’ me
Fade to black if you’re not mine
‘Cause I just need a sign or a signal inside

This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me a, roll me a blunt
This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don’t even know me
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt ’cause I want, I wanna go home

Oh-woah
Oh-woah
I wanna go home

Dancing's Not a Crime
I’m a moon-walker, I’m like MJ up in the clouds
I know it sounds awkward, I’m filthy as charged, filthy as charged
You’re a sweet talker, but darlin’ whatcha gonna say now?
The midnight marauders, the higher never come down, never come down

You can’t take me anywhere, anywhere
You can’t take me anywhere, anywhere
I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it, I’m going insane
And I don’t care
Whatever they tell you…

Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime, ‘less you do it without me, ‘less you do it without me
Ooo
Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime
Unless you do it, do it, do it do it do it without me
Without me

And if you’re night crawlin’ (with him), I won’t take it lying down I’ve got a few lawyers and you’re guilty as charged, guilty as charged
We could be waltzin’, yeah
But darlin’ don’t be throwing shade now
Don’t call me Saint California if you’re at another altar
Just gimme your vows, gimme your vows, yeah

You can’t take me anywhere, anywhere
Can’t take me anywhere, anywhere
I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it, I’m going insane
And I don’t care
Whatever they tell you…

Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime, ‘less you do it without me, ‘less you do it without me
Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime
Unless you do it, do it, do it do it do it without me
Without me

Oh Oh Oh
What’s come over you?
Baby, just tell me now
Oh Oh Oh
Why did you make that move?
‘Cause I just wanna be your boyfriend/girlfriend, oh yeah
And I just wanna be your boyfriend/girlfriend, oh yeah
Oh yeah whatever they tell you…

Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime, ‘less you do it without me, ‘less you do it without me
Dancin’ (ooo), dancin’ (ooo)
Dancin’s not a crime
Unless you do it, do it, do it do it do it without me

Without me
Do it do it do it without me
Without me
Without me

One Of The Drunks
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 screwdrivin’

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 crystal

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

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

The Overpass
Let me hear you say somethin’

Sorry to get sentimental tonight
(That perfume lingers in your hair)
It’s just that everything reminds me of things
I thought I shouldn’t have to see again
See, the thing is I’m so sorry to say
(You need me, don’t you?)
Someone still loves you (still loves you)
Someone still loves you

Meet me, meet me
At the overpass, at the overpass
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys
(Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)
Troubled love and high speed noise
I know you wanna meet me, meet me
At the overpass, at the overpass
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys
(Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)
Troubled love and high speed noise
I know you wanna
Let me hear you say somethin’

I have a shirt that keeps your smell
(That perfume lingers in your hair)
You keep one too in parallel
(You keep my long black leather)
See the thing is I’m so sorry to say
(You need me, don’t you?)
Someone still loves you (loves you)
Someone still loves you

Tiny bottles of shit wine in a tin can that climbs
But I remember every time
Everything about you is perfect
Down to your blood type
But I remember every time

Meet me, meet me
At the overpass, at the overpass
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys
(Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)
Troubled love and high speed noise
I know you wanna meet me, meet me
At the overpass, at the overpass
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys
(Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)
Troubled love and high speed noise
I know you wanna
Let me hear you say somethin’

King Of The Clouds
Heaven knows that I’m born too late
For these ghosts that I chase
With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain
Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space
To escape this old world, this old world
Some days I lie wide awake ’til the sun hits my face
And I fade, elevate from the Earth
Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight
This old world, this old world

I don’t trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
And I don’t feel anything
At all

I’m king of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted

Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher
Than angels in outfields inside of my mind
I’m ascendin’ these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye
This old world, this old world
And when I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes
In the backbone of night, I’m combustible
Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep a wink, I’m too tired
This old world, this old world

I don’t trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
I don’t feel anything
At all

I’m king of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Imagination, take me somewhere I don’t know
I’m lost but I better find it alone
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted

I keep searching
Oh, I keep searching
I keep searching

Old Fashioned
Once upon a thrill, from a kiss to a swill
We were swallowin’ the nights like we had nine lives
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so
We were borderline kids with a book of disorders
Medicatin’ every day to keep the straightness in order
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It’s the false side of hope where believers concede
And there’s only memories when it’s over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do
The plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
Of your life

Once upon before, we were brilliant and bored
Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It’s the false side of hope where believers concede
And there’s only memories when it’s over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do
The plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
Of your life

Get boozy, boozy, boozy (now it looks like a wasteland)
Get boozy, boozy, boozy (not the way that we remember)
Get boozy, boozy, boozy (one more sip for the past)
Get boozy, boozy, boozy (and always tip your bartenders)
Get boozy, boozy, boozy, Get boozy, boozy, boozy
Get boozy, boozy, boozy, Get boo-

So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do
The plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times

Dying In LA
The moment you arrived, they built you up
The sun was in your eyes, you couldn’t believe it
Riches all around, you’re walking
Stars are on the ground, you start to believe it

Every face along the boulevard
Is a dreamer just like you
You looked at death in a tarot card
And you saw what you had to do

But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA
And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA
When you’re dying in LA, when you’re dying in LA
The power, the power, the power
Oh, the power, the power, the power
Of LA

Nights at the chateau, trapped in your sunset bungalow
You couldn’t escape it, yeah
Drink of paradise, they told you “Put your blood on ice”
You’re not gonna make it

Every face along the boulevard
Is a dreamer just like you
You looked at death in a tarot card
And you saw what you had to do

But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA
And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA
When you’re dying in LA, when you’re dying in LA
The power, the power, the power
Oh, the power, the power, the power
Of LA

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