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London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines
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Stop stalling make a name for yourself
Boy, you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out
If you talk it, you better walk it,  you better back your s**t up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
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Features Of This Song
hard rock roots
punk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
electric pianos

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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La da da da, la da da da
Or shrug us off your shoulders
A. Indifference or
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
B. Disinterest in what the critics say
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
It's time for us to take a chance
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Or shrug us off your shoulders
If you talk it, you better walk it, you better back your shit up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Well, keep quiet, let us sing like the doves
A. Indifference or
A. Indifference or
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
B. Disinterest in what the critics say
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Oh, he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof
It's time for us
It's time for us to take a chance
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
If you talk it, you better walk it,  you better back your shit up
Boy, you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
Whoa whoa
Just for the record, the weather today
I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs
Panic meet the press
Start talking a sensationalist
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
Oh, he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
Songwriters: Ryan Ross, Spencer Smith, Brendon Urie, Brent Wilson
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of
B. Disinterest in what the critics say
La da da da, la da da da
Is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of
Stop stalling make a name for yourself
Well, we're just a wet dream for the webzine
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Make us it, make us hip, make us scene
If you talk it, you better walk, you better keep your mouth shut
Whoa whoa
Panic meet the press
It's time for us to take a chance
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
It's time for us
Just for the record, the weather today
Boy, you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue
Publishers: EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., SWEET CHIN MUSIC
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
It's time for us to take a chance
Start talking a sensationalist
Just for the record, the weather today
Or shrug us off your shoulders
Don't approve a single word that we wrote
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