Said the Spider to the Fly

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The Paper Chase

The Paper Chase (sometimes spelled "the pAper chAse") was an alternative rock band formed in 1998 by well known producer/engineer John Congleton in Dallas, Texas, signed to Kill Rock Stars and Southern Records. Their Albums "God Bless Your Black Heart" and "Now You Are One Of Us" have been released on vinyl by the Austrian label Trost Records. Since its inception, The Paper Chase has produced a combination of discordant melody and jagged noise pop, described by Allmusic as "a jagged structure of avant-garde jazz, noise, indie, and punk". more »

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2004

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I want your head. 
I want your wicked parts. 
I want to wring out your evil thoughts. 
I want to eat out your bitter heart. 
I want your soul to sing six words harmony 
Of all the pigs that might tempt me. 
I know you're sick alone and I'm telling everyone everything. 
So scratch it on the wall of your coffin on your sick day home: 
"And when your lover loves to cheat there's another you can meet 
It's a short pier, it's a long walk home" 
You gotta show me where it hurts, 
There's a beast and a burden 
Kicking, spitting on your bathroom floor. 
This is your life this is your life and 
When I'm done it's over just a little bit more. 

Good things die all the time, 
So God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. 
"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly. 
All those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. 

So if I fight the good fight will hairlines recede? 
Will lines deepen in face to craft a look of defeat? 
I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore, 
My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse. 
And it's all over America, 
God bless the game show heathens. 
This is your life, this is your life, 
And at last my good friend we are even. 
I know I'll never lose an arm, never stay up staring at the phone. 
If I ever rot up with disease don't you bury me and leave, 
Don't you leave me in the ground alone. 
You gotta show me where it hurts, never cremate me to burn, 
Never chop me up and throw me to sea. 
You'll never have to find the words they come out spilling unrehearsed, 
But you and I will never find that peace. 

Good things die all the time, 
God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. 
"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," say the spider to the fly. 
When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right.

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