Released: June 22, 2018

Songwriter: Kenneth Harris ​chillpill Sam Hollander Alex Goodwin Jake Sinclair Brendon Urie

Producer: Jake Sinclair

[Intro: Brendon Urie]
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the

[Verse 1: Brendon Urie]
Orange juice, pour out half the carton
Grey Goose, pour it, get it started
Good times, remedy your sorrows
Baptize, don't worry 'bout tomorrow

[Pre-Chorus: Brendon Urie]
Shake it up, shake it up, now it's time to dive in
Share a cup, share a cup, now you're screwdrivin'
Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends
Damn it's all good, I guess

[Chorus: Brendon Urie]
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

[Post-Chorus: Brendon Urie]
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the

[Verse 2: Brendon Urie]
Never dry, every day you're thirsty
Bourbon high, sip it 'til you're tipsy
Night's young, searching for a feeling
Big fun, dancing with the demons

[Pre-Chorus: Brendon Urie]
Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, grips you like a pistol
Wet the whistle, wet the whistle, abyss of ice crystals
Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends
Damn it's all good, I guess

[Chorus: Brendon Urie]
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

[Bridge: Brendon Urie]
Welcome to the club
Round and round and round
And round and round and round
Damn it's all good
Round and round and round
And round and round and round
Damn it's all good, I guess

[Chorus: Brendon Urie]
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks

[Post-Chorus: Brendon Urie]
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club
This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks
Welcome to the club
Welcome to the club

[Outro: Rob Mathes]
Yeah, there's a couple fracks, but we got it. That's the shit, that's the shit, and, man, I saw you fuckin' lift that sax up towards the microphone and I fell in love!
K, alright, one more time, here we go

Panic! at the Disco

Named after a line from Name Taken’s “Panic,” Panic! at the Disco was formed by drummer Spencer Smith, bassist Brent Wilson, guitarist Ryan Ross, and vocalist Brendon Urie, and founded in 2004 in Las Vegas, Nevada. While crafting pop-influenced songs with theatrical themes, quirky techno beats, and perceptive lyrics, they received some much-deserved attention.

They became the first group signed on Pete Wentz’s (bassist in Fall Out Boy) record label, Decaydance Records (now DCD2 Records). Their hit song that started it all, “I Write Sins Not Tragedies,” remains one of their top two top forty songs along with “Hallelujah.”

They have released six studio A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out, Pretty. Odd., Vices & Virtues, Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die!, Death of a Bachelor, and now their most recent album Pray for the Wicked. These last two albums were actually solo projects from Brendon Urie, since all the other members of the band had already left the group before their release dates; in 2006, bassist Brent Wilson was fired due to his “lack of responsibility and the fact that he wasn’t progressing musically with the band.” And in 2009, guitarist Ryan Ross and bassist Jon Walker left the band to “embark on a musical excursion of their own,” forming The Young Veins. Dallon Weekes, who joined the band as a bassist and songwriter in 2009, had become a touring member only by the time Death of a Bachelor was released and later left the band completely in order to focus on his own music. Weekes was replaced by Nicole Row, the first female member of the band.