Misc Mashups – Panic At The Disco - Pray For The Wicked Mashup (Guitar)

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PRAY FOR THE WICKED ALBUM (order I used songs) 1. One of the drunks 2. High Hopes 3. Dancings not a crime 4. King of the Clouds 5. Roaring 20's 6. (Saturday night) Say Amen 7. The Overpass 8. (F**k a) Silver lining 9. Old Fashioned 10. Hey look Ma I made it 11. Dying in LA ONE OF THE DRUNKS [Verse 1]
F             Am
Orange juice, pour out half the carton

G           Dm
Grey Goose, pour it, get it started

F           Am
Good times, remedy your sorrows

G          Dm
Baptize, don't worry 'bout tomorrow

F                     Am
Shake it up, shake it up, now it's time to dive in

G                    Dm
Share a cup, share a cup, now you're screwdrivin'
[Pre Chorus]
F                           Am
Every weekend with your friends

                      G
Every weekday when it ends

              Dm
Damn it's all good, I guess

F                     Am              G                Dm
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

F                     Am              G                Dm
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

F                   Am                G                  Dm
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb

F                     Am              G                Dm
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
HIGH HOPES [Chorus]
            Bb                      F
Had to have high, high hopes for a living

                 Dm                           C
Shooting for the stars when I couldn't make a killing

              Bb                      F
Didn't have a dime but I always had a vision

           Dm         Am
Always had high, high hopes

            Bb                     F
Had to have high, high hopes for a living

            Dm                     C
Didn't know how but I always had a feeling

            Bb               F
I was gonna be that one in a million

           Dm         Am
Always had high, high hopes
DANCINGS NOT A CRIME
         Am
I'm a moon walker

    G
I'm like MJ up in the clouds

                 F
I know it sounds awkward
I'm filthy as charged, filthy as charged
         G     Am
You're a sweet talker

    G
But darlin' whatcha gonna say now?

               F
The midnight marauders

                                             G
The higher never come down, never come down
[Pre Chorus]
    Em                               FM7
You can't take me anywhere, anywhere
You can't take me anywhere, anywhere
    C/G
I'm still uninvited, I'm still gonna light it
I'm going insane and I don't care [Chorus]
C                 Bb
Dancing, dancing, dancing's not a crime

                     F
Unless you do it without me

                            F/D#
Unless you do it without me

C                 Bb
Dancing, dancing, dancing's not a crime

           F
Unless you do it, do it do it ohhhhhh

F             E7
I don't trust anything

   Am        C
Or anyone, below the Sun

    F            E7
And I don't feel anything

   Am  C
At all
KING OF THE CLOUDS [Chorus]
                F              E7
I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds

      Am            Am
I get lifted, I get lifted

            F              E7
King of the clouds, of the clouds

      Am
I get lifted…(slow down)
ROARING 20S [Verse 1]
Am                                 F
Broadway is black like a sinkhole, everyone raced to the suburbs.

    C                                          E7
And I'm on the rooftop with curious strangers, this is the oddest of summers.

Am
Maybe I'll medicate, maybe inebriate.

F
Strange situations, I get anxious.

C
Maybe I'll smile a bit, maybe the opposite.

E7
But pray that they don't call me thankless.
[Pre chorus]
Am           F                C     E7     Am       F        C      E7
My tell tale heart's a hammer in my chest, cut me a silk tie tourniquet.
[Chorus]
             Am                     F
These are my roaring, roaring 20's, I don't even know me.

C
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home.

E7
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home

Am                        F
My roaring, roaring 20's, I don't even know me.

C
Roll me like a blunt, cause I wanna go home.

E7                                              Am
Roll me a roll me a
(SATURDAY NIGHT) SAY AMEN
 F#      C#m
Ohhh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhh it's Saturday night
[Chorus]
  F#m                 C#m
I pray for the wicked  on the weekend

D                       A  G#m
Mama, can I get another amen?

F#m                          C#m
Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

F#m                        C#m
Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent

D                       A  G#m
Mama, can I get another amen?

F#m
Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
THE OVERPASS [Chorus]
Em       G
Meet me, meet me

        A                 B
At the o verpass, at the o verpass

Em                               G
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys (Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)

A                             B
Troubled love and high speed noise
I know you wanna
Em       G
Meet me, meet me

        A                 B
At the o verpass, at the o verpass

Em                               G
Sketchy girls and lipstick boys (Sketchy girls and lipstick boys)

A                             B
Troubled love and high speed noise
(FUCK A) SILVER LINING
          F
It's just cherries, cherries

              Gm
Everything is cherries on top

            Dm
No wings of wax or endless mountains

   Dm
Tragedies with penniless fountains

           F
It's just cherries, cherries

               Gm
It's coming up cherries on top

        Dm
Sunset shadows through the trophies

         Dm
Guess it just ain't big enough

      Gm
Say it one more, one more, one more
[Chorus 1]
       Gm
Fuck a silver lining

       C
Fuck a silver lining

            F       Dm
'Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough

       Gm
Fuck a silver lining

       C
Fuck a silver lining

            F       Dm
'Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough
OLD FASHIONED [Verse 1]
            Em
Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill

        Am             Em
We were swallowing the nights like we have nine lives

Am            G
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

Am            G
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so...

        Am         Em
We were bored like kids with a book of disorders

    Am           Em
Medicating every day to keep the straightness in order

Am            G
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

Am            G                         Am
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
[Pre Chorus]
C                      B7             Em           D
 It's the false side of hope, where believers concede

            C                       B7
And there's only memories when it's over
[Chorus]
                 G      Em              C
So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned

              G                      Em                    C
Remember your youth and all that you do, the plank and the passion

              G                            Bm         C
They were the best of times, they were the best of times

              Em                           D          B7
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
HEY LOOK MA I MADE IT
A#M7
All my life been hustling and tonight is my appraisal

             Dm7                                         Am
'Cause I'm a hooker selling songs and my pimp's a record label

     A#M7
This world is of full demon stocks and pounds of bible traders

            Dm7                                      Am
So I do the deed, get up and leave, I climb, I ran a sadist, yeah
[Pre Chorus]
A#M7
 Are you ready for the sequel?

                        Am
Ain't you ready for the latest?

Dm7
 In the garden of evil.

                 F/A
I'm gonna be the greatest

A#M7
 In a golden cathedral

                        Am
I'll be praying for the faithless

    Dm7               
And if you lose, boo hoo
[Chorus]
               A#
Hey look Ma, I made it

               F      Gm
Hey look Ma, I made it

                       A#
Everything's comin' up aces, aces

                       F              Gm
If it's a dream, don't wake me, don't wake me

                      Dm
I said hey look Ma, I made it
DYING IN LA [Verse 1]
    Bm7        D      G
The moment you arrived
They built you up
    D                A
The sun was in your eyes

               Bm7 D  G    D    A
You couldn't bel  i   eve it

Bm7        D     G
Riches all around
You're walking
D                  A
Stars are on the ground

               Bm7 D  G    D    A
You start to bel  i   eve it
[Pre Chorus]
G                     A    Bm          A/C#  D         G
 Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you

G                         A     Bm            A/C#        D      G
 You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do

    Bm7    D         G
But nobody knows you now

            D         A
When you're dying in LA

    Bm7    D        G
And nobody owes you now

            D         A
When you're dying in LA

            Bm7      D  G
When you're dying in LA

            D           A
When you're dying in LA

    Em7        D/F#       G
The power, the power, the power

       Em7        D/F#       G
Oh the power, the power, the power
[Outro]
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