Panic! In Four Minutes (Part 1)

Double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine
Skin as cool as Steve McQueen, let me be your killer king

My touch is black and poisonous
And nothing like my punch drunk kiss
I know you need it, do you feel it
Drink the water, drink the wine

Finders keepers, losers weepers

You put a sour little flavor in my mouth now
You move in circles hoping no one's gonna find out
But we're so lucky
Kiss the ring and let 'em bow down
Looking for the time of your life

I'm taking back the crown
I'm all dressed up and naked
I see what's mine and take it
Oh, yeah

Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?
Are you nasty?
Are you nasty?
I love her anyway
Oh, yeah
Out the back door
Goddamn!
But I love her anyway

Oh, well, imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words
I chime in with a: Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the goddamn door? No
It's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality

I chime in with a: Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the goddamn door? No
It's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of

Hey
All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious

Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I want to believe