A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Mashup taby ukulele według Panic! At The Disco

F#m                  A
Sit tight I'm gonna need you to keep time
    D      
Come on just snap snap snap your fingers for me
F#m                  A
Good good now we're making some progress
     D                                       
Come on just tap tap tap your toes to the beat
          A    D                   E                    F#m
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction and 
            A    D                    E                      Well Don't you see I'm the narrator and this is just the 

prologue
  E                       F#m
Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
           D               A 
Oh we're still so young desperate for attention 
D           E       F#m
I aim to be your eyes trophy boys trophy wives
E                      F#m
Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
            D               A 
Oh we're still so young desperate for attention
  D       E        E 
I aim to be your eyes~

Bm
This is the scent of dead skin on the linoleum floor
G
This is the scent of quarentine wings in a hospital
D
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
Em                                  A
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal we deal

Bm
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering when
G
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
D
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
Em                                 A
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal we deal
 
D
You're a regular decorated emergency
D
You're a regular decorated emergency
 
G                            A                             Bm
Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid
Bm
Sit back relapse sit back relapse again
G                            A                             Bm
Can't take the kid from the fight take the fight from the kid
Em
Just sit back just sit back

G         F#m
Sit back sit back relax relapse
Em              D          G
Sit back sit back ba ba ba da da
A                                 Em
You can't take the kid out of the fight

Bm             D
The I V and your hospital bed

G                            Em                      A
This was no accident this was a therapeudic chain of events



Am                                          F 
Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret
F
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
Am.                          F
As she sheds her skin on stage
Am
I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P A
Am.                                  F
The strip joint veteran sits two away
Dm
Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and
      Am (Strum Twice) 
lime daiquiri

Am.                                F
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me
       Am.                        F
I'm exactly where you'd like me you know
Am.                    F.                 C.          Dm
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Am.                                    F
Oh isn't this exactly where you'd like me
      Am.                       F
I'm exactly where you'd like me you know
Am.                     F.                 C.         Dm
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety 

Am.                  F
Well I'm afraid that I
                                  Am. 
Well that's right well I may have faked it
F.                        C.             Dm
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place


Am.                  F
Well I'm afraid that I
                                  Am. 
Well that's right well I may have faked it
F.                        C.             Dm (Strum Once)
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place


F#m
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