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I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

Fever

Album Cover
Released September 27, 2005
Recorded June-September 2005 at SOMD! Studios, College Park, Maryland and Dang! Studios, Lewisville, Texas
Length 3:30
Producer Matt Squire
Genre Emo, alternative rock, pop punk, baroque pop, techno
A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Tracks
1. Introduction
2. The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage
3. London Beckoned Song About Money Written by Machines
4. Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks
5.

Camisado

6.

Time to Dance

7.

Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

8.

Intermission

9.

But It's Better If You Do

10.

I Write Sins Not Tragedies

11.

I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

12.

There's a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought of It Yet

13.

Build God, Then We'll Talk

"I Constantly Thank God For Esteban" is the eleventh track on Panic! at the Disco's debut album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins
Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons.
'Cause I am a new wave gospel sharp, and you'll be thy witness
So gentlemen, if you're gonna preach, for God sakes preach with conviction!

[Chorus]
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move.

Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move.

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show tonight

[Verse 2]
In this little number we're graced by two displays of character,
We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire walking contradictions
And I for one can see no blood from the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit
And I for one wont stand for this if this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned.

[Chorus]
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move.

Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you, don't you move.

Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show tonight
Just stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show tonight
Stay where I can see you
Douse the lights!

[Bridge]
La da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
La da da da da da da

[Chorus]
Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move.

Strike up the band!
Whoa-oh, the conductor is beckoning
Come congregation, let's sing it like you mean it
No.
Don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now don't you move.
Don't you move
Don't you move

Strike up the band!

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