A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Medley - Live at Amway Center, Orlando, FL, 4/14/2017

Sit tight, I'm going to need you to keep time
 Come on, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
 Good, good, now we're making some progress
 Come on, just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
 And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
 Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue
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 Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
 Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
 I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
 Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
 Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
 I aim to be your eyes
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 This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
 This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
 (It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional)
 It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal
 The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
 The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
 (No it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional)
 And it sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal
 You're a regular decorated emergency
 You're a regular decorated emergency, wooh
 
 Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
 Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again
 Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
 Just sit back, just sit back
 Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
 Sit back, sit back
 You can't take the kid out of the fight
 The I.V. and your hospital bed
 This was no accident
 This was a therapeutic chain of events
 Now I'm of consenting age
 To be forgetting you in a cabaret somewhere
 Downtown where a burlesque queen
 May even ask my name
 As she sheds her skin on stage
 I'm seated and sweating to a dance song
 On the club's P.A
 The strip joint veteran sits two away
 Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified
 Peach and lime daiquiri
 And isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
 I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
 Praying for love in a lap dance
 And paying in naivety?
 Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
 I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
 Praying for love in a lap dance, oh
 But I'm afraid that I
 Well, I may have faked it
 And I wouldn't be caught dead
 D-dead, d-dead, d-dead in this place
 Well, I'm afraid that I
 That's right
 Well, I may have faked it
 And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
 (Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen)
 (Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen)
 (Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen)
 (Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up)
 La-da-da-da, da-da, da-da-da, do-do-do
 La-da-da-da, da-da, da-da-da
 La-da-da-da, da-da, da-da-da
 La-da-da-da, da-da, da-da, ah