Karaoké 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 though

Who are these people

I just woke up in my underwear

No liquor left on the shelf

I should probably introduce myself

You should have 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 hand

Memories 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

Champagne, cocaine

Gasoline and most things in between

I roam the city in a shopping cart

A pack of camels and a smoke alarm

This 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

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 though

What are these footprints

They don't look very humanlike

Now I wish that I could find my clothes

Bed sheets and a morning rose

I 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

Champagne, cocaine

Gasoline and most things in between

I roam the city in a shopping cart

A pack of camels and a smoke alarm

This 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

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 though

I'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 work

I've 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 enough

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 though

Champagne, cocaine

Gasoline and most things in between

I roam the city in a shopping cart

A pack of camels and a smoke alarm

This 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