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The Thursday Night Panic: “What did you hear?” Songtext
von Hunter S. Thompson

The Thursday Night Panic: “What did you hear?” Songtext

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Are you worth your weight in gold?
Cause you're behind my eyelids when I'm all alone
Hey Stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold
You and God both got the guns
When you shoot, I think I'd duck
I lead the revolution in my bedroom
And I set all the zippers free
We said no more war, no more clothes beneath me
Oh kiss me!
Woah where did the party go?
We're ending it on the phone
I'm not gonna go home alone
Woah where did the party go?
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
I confess I confess in the rumour of us
I know I expect to much and not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun and you got me all fucked up... on love


I look for your name on the ouija board
And you're making magic, Oh dear lord!
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV
Love on TV
And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again
Hey! Hey we are a hurricane
Drop our anchors in a storm
Hey! They will never be the same
A fire in a flask to keep us warm
Cause they know
I know that they don't look like me
Oh, they know, I know that they don't sound like me
You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything
You'll dance to anything
Kids who screamed "We weren't the same" in sweaty rooms (fix me or conflict me)
While we're doomed to organising walk-in closets like tombs (I'll take anything)
Fix me or just conflict me (Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life)
Cause I'll take anything (So let's fade away together one dream at a time)
Hey! Hey we are a hurricane (Oh, where did the party go?)
Drop our anchors in a storm (We're ending it on the phone)
Hey! We will never be the same (I'm not gonna go home alone)
A fire in a flask to keep us warm (Oh where did the party go?)
Cause they know, I know (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
That they don't look like me (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Oh they know, I know (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
That they don't sound like me (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
You'll dance to anything (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
You'll dance to anything (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
You'll dance to anything (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
You'll dance to anything

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