God i love the paper chase so much i literally screamed when i found out theres unreleased albums and theyre on youtube

This album ia a masterpiece,

The rhythm and beat on this is so catchy owjajajsnjdndndnnch

thx for the clearer upload of separate tracks! hard to find album.

haven't listened to this song in about 5 years and suddenly woke up with it stuck in my head this morning, man this band were awesome

this song and this album are masterpieces.

thank you so much for finally uploading these individually... i've been struggling for so long

Lyrics This is a little song A little song about trust Don't expect me To fight the good fight for you And don't expect me To quote myself in quips, not for you, not for you So, when exactly and precisely Did I promise all the world to you And there in fact, let's be exact Who says that you're the one I'd give it to! I'll take your legs, I'll take your arms I'll take your breath in the night Then give away myself in bloody strips And Barbie doll eyes Uh huh, okay I hope you're proud of yourself I hope you're proud of yourself I hope you're proud of yourself I hope you're proud of yourself I hope you're proud of yourself And oh, the city's too big You say it invents all the fire in you Meanwhile I'm burning alive Under the flame that it has lit for you So don't expect me To break this all down for you And don't expect me To fight the good fight for you You might also like God Forgive Us All The Paper Chase Sleep with the Fishes The Paper Chase We Know Where You Sleep The Paper Chase I'll take your legs, I'll take your arms I'll take your breath in the night Then give away myself in bloody strips And Barbie doll eyes The lips, the hips Eclipsed by the barbie doll hands The lips, the hips Eclipsed by the barbie doll eyes Can't you see what you're doing to me? Don't expect me Don't expect me Don't expect me Don't expect me Don't expect me The pennies in my hand The scissors on the bed for you I've got a big surprise for you The apple in my mouth for you (I know you'll get what you deserve) And all these dirty hands That built the ugly things for you They trigger, jerk, and turn on you And slide around the neck for you, for you I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve Alright, alright I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve I know you'll get what you deserve

Lyrics And the difficulty is greater with the greatness of the guilt, with the smallness of the motive for doing wrong, and with the measure of the knowledge and graces vouchsafed to the offender. In every way the treachery of Judas would seem to be the most mysterious and unintelligible of sins. For how could one chosen as a disciple, and enjoying the grace of the Apostolate and the privilege of intimate friendship with the Divine Master, (He gave me the axe, now I give it to you) be tempted to such gross ingratitude for such a paltry price? The stones of the houses will come alive and kill their owners

Lyrics Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are To shove away the hand so fast? Who do you think you are? Well, maybe I'm the devil To harbor sick and obscene Well maybe this; the albatross I'm like an ivory tower Level or power, but You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not, you are not (The male and female footsteps running across the upstairs, down to the parlor, [?] heard a strange swishing noise. The sound ended and then a horrible stench would fill the parlor.​) What do you take me for you motherfucker What do you take me for When I'm a shepherd's light When I'm a quantum leap You don't want freedom You want trick photography Well, good thing I'm an airbrushed girl, a diamond ring I need it new, I need it rising above The jury laughs at you, love You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not (No), you are not (No) Oh, dirty hands A little place called trust But you ain't sold one yet Oh, dirty hands A little place called trust But you ain't sold one You ain't sold one, you ain't sold one yet (...Memories of a man who chased his wife through the house with an axe... drug the body into the parlor where he hung himself, and the bodies were not discovered for about a week. The same tragic scenario replays again and again and again.​) I told you I have my "wants" and "needs" And "want you to's" Depends When the album skips the end We play it again I know you I know this look I know this attitude Good friend I need you to confess those awful sins You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not, you are not You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent (You deserve whatever you get because) You are not (No!), you are not (No!) You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not, you are not You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not, you are not You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not, you are not You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not the innocent You are not (No), you are not You deserve whatever you get, because You are not, you are not Good friend I need you to confess those awful sins (The same tragic scenario replays again and again and again. And again. And again. And again...​)

Lyrics I tried so hard to be good, I really did; to keep my comments inaudible, to smooth the curl of disdain from my lips and nostrils. Can't really help myself despite the kind of intentions that de-motivate me to give myself away in small, bloody strips (sksa ohw enoyna ot spirts ydoolb ,llams ni yawa flesym evig oT) to anyone who asks, and some who don't.​ I've tried to put (Nothing helps) everything in the right place, to find order, accomplishment, accommodate (Nothing helps). Never to upset the carefully orchestrated (gniht ylgu na si sihT) atmosphere of those who attend... Never to upset the carefully orchestrated atmosphere of those I attend to but could not help.​ (This is an ugly thing.) Happiness could be yours, absently.​

Lyrics You were the last one to be saved So don't be the last one to the parlor that Sunday 'Cause now I, I like to think you are ashamed I like to think and you thought when we think and we get away But as for you As for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again But as for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again (As for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again But as for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again) And oh, those dirty hands, come wash away my stink Come thank me for the offer, you owe that much at least 'Cause oh, those filthy thoughts that rattle in my brain The sticky on the sheets is now this ugly on your face And there is no escape There is no escape There is no escape There is no escape So don't you wish you had some more? Don't you wish you had some more? Don't you wish you had some more? We hit the lights, we light the floor My bright, peculiar smile I want to see your hair hanging from the trees Well, don't you wish you had somemore 'Cause it's just a matter of time before the wicked cancer I'm gonna get ya 'Cause as for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again But as for you, you got lucky You got lucky once but that won't happen again And oh, those dirty hands, come wash away my stink Come thank me for the offer, you owe that much at least And oh, those filthy thoughts that rattle in my brain The sticky on the sheets is now this ugly on your face Oh, there is no escape, those eyes that follow me So, tell me where you were last night sweetheart, don't lie to me And there is no cadence from what I could release This nest of vipers on your face, so now it's on your knees So, now it's on your knees Yeah, there is no escape Yeah, yeah, yeah, there is no escape

Lyrics I didn't bother coming on back home I didn't bother calling you on the phone 'cause There [are the] little punches, they won't hurt anymore You're getting sleepy, this won't hurt anymore You better mind your p's and q's and You better thank your lucky stars, this The bigger fish ain't made a meal out of you I'm drinking wine I didn't squeeze out of you, 'cause I'm a swinging axe I'm a baseball bat I'm a cudgel sort And I'm a quick reply, fast retort I was aiming to save my skin It looks like my lucky day Bottoms up on the cup of the bold one "It looks like I'll be home for the holidays" I got Your hangin' ups Well, go to sleep little girl Don't you wait up This was never meant to feel good And I never said it'd fly So don't you call me at the office And don't you pass me in the hall And let the Caesar have the Brutus And little Judas have the face So did you think I'm bare and distant? It's good to know you feel the same I was aiming to save my skin, and It looks like my lucky day Bottoms up on the cup of the bold one "It looks like I'll be home for the holidays" I'm a swinging axe I'm a baseball bat I'm hiding in the hall I'm staring at you so hard This was never meant to feel good I never said it'd fly So don't you call me at the office And don't you pass me in the hall And don't you say I never warned you When I set the house on fire And I spread myself in your garden I'll keep an eye on you awhile And all those final moments A job that hates you too Just remember I spent this whole life Lying to myself and you (Even though I know very well that it's just as easy for him to kill me as it is to kiss me This was never meant to feel good) I never said it'd fly So don't you call me at the office Because I'm laughing in the hall And are you baptized in the water Of a little place called trust 'Cause they can do whatever they want to But they will not destroy us No, they will not destroy us No, they will not destroy us No, they will not destroy us, no, no No, they will not destroy us [I'd rather it be me]

Lyrics [He said] Mary Lou, Mary Lou "This one's for you, and I know you" I know I said "until the four walls, they fall in," But since knee caps have caved in [I guess it's] "the way it was before The way it was before" (No one knows anyone) "Pretty please, I got to do it, God," I said "I got the arm, I got the rocket I wasn't born to be some saint No, I could rather do what you can't" And so you snapped your legs on skates I see you writhe on the bedroom floor I feel the dirty in every place A certain light on the certain face The way it was before The way it was before The way it was before On and on and on and on and on and on On and on and on... I'll have to hide those kitchen knives [She said] I know it all, I know everything The little secrets that you keep They're gonna haunt your dreams at night You'll have to hide those kitchen knives (I know it all, I know everything Your little brothers can't hide from me I'm gonna cut your conscience clean I'm gonna cut you off at the knee) I know what you want So, do you ever feel that pain - The kind I feel on the bedroom floor? So when you're hanging to bottom rods I know, I know, I know what you want I know you're inching for an exchange I gather that all you young boys do So, when you're coughing up your case [Just remember,] they don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do The little secrets that you keep I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night You'll have to hide those kitchen knives How could they know you like I... How could they know you like I... How could they know you like I do? How could they know you like I... How could they know you like I... How could they know you like I do? I know you're inching for an exchange (How could they know you like I...) I gather that you young boys do (How could they know you like I...) So, when you're coughing up your case (How could they know you like I do?) They don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do They don't know you like I do But how could they know you like I do?

Lyrics I did a terrible thing When I monkey-wrenched your circuitry And when they finally got to me I'd built a monster worse than me And far worse than you And I have become such an ungrateful man Just to hear those words you've whispered out And I snickered in between The checkpoint, the boot hill, the ass in me Says some things still best left unsheathed Or out come the knives So retire to your ant hill And cover tire track and learn to choke it back And when they get to you, they'll see that I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing With a sober mind Make no mistake; I just couldn't stop the hands When you're happy and you're safe You'll do anything to keep it that way So, do you need the baseball bat And do you need something elite? Do you need that to feel safe? Do you need that to feel safe? 'Cause last night I took my sharpest blade And I cut my tent another five inch slit And I make sure I get away And when the weary heads hit our sleeping bags The brutal honesty can tend to spill out, [and] me I'd like to whisk you all away Whisk you all away Whisk you all away With a terrible mind And when they finally get past All of your once tightly seriesed The check, the point, the Charlies And when we finally get past their doors We can hate these sinners the way we hurt our fathers Now when we finally get past their doors We can hate these sinners I hear the boots in the hallway again I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing I did a terrible thing With a sober mind (Take highway 378 west, to traffic circle. Take Prosperity exit. Go one-and-a-half miles. Turn right at sign, Moose Lodge number 103. Go one-quarter mile. Turn left at white framed building. Go to backyard; six feet beyond, we're waiting. God chose us.​)