Songtext I constantly thank god for esteban Panic At The Disco

I constantly thank god for esteban

Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins forged at the pulpit
With forked tongues selling faux sermons
Because I am a new wave gospel sharp
And you'll be thy witness
So gentlemen, if you're gonna preach
Then for God sakes preach with conviction

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move

Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights

We sure are in for a show tonight

In this little number we are graced by two displays of character
We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire
And a walking contradiction
Because I for one can see no blood from their hearts
Or the wrists you allegedly slit
And I for one won't stand for this
If this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you, don't you move

Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights
We sure are in for a show tonight
Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights
We sure are in for a show tonight
Stay where I can see you
Douse the lights

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move

Strike up the band
Oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move
Don't you move
Don't you move
Strike up the band