Panic! At The Disco

Panic! At The Disco - The piano knows something I don't know lyrics

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I won't cut my beard 
And I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers 
But it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair

If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf 
Of course, of course, of course

She's the smoke
She's dancing fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end 
Of my tragic cigarette
She's steam
Laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling maze 
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Ballet

Everything's gone missing
I've lost more songs to floods
I can't prove this makes any sense but
I sure hope that it does
Perhaps
I was born with curiosity 
The likes of those of old crows
The likes of those of old crows

And oh, how the piano knows 
The piano knows something 
I don't know

I won't cut my beard 
And I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers 
But it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair

If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf 
Of course, of course, of course
Of course, of course, of course
Of course, of course, of course

Of course
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Copyrights:

Author: Ryan Ross

Composer: ?

Publisher: Atlantic Recording Corporation, WEA International Inc.

Details:

Released in: 2008

Language: English

Appearing on: Pretty. Odd. (2008)

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