Since their inception, The Paper Chase (sometimes spelled "the pAper chAse") has produced a combination of discordant melody and jagged noise pop.
The band consists of ringleader vocalist and guitarist John Congleton and piano and synthesizer guru Sean Kirkpatrick, with a heavy rhythm section of Bobby Weaver on bass and Jason Garner on the drum kit.
Congleton has written and produced all the material the band has produced as of yet.
Ready
The pAper chAse Lyrics
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Slip to the basement, my how you've grown!
Are you ready and willing? Are you are youâ?¦ Cain and able?
I'm 26 and time is running out
Any day now I may find my faith to axe that door
Cause you've gone and done it motherfucker
They're coming, they're coming, they're coming to get you
Choke back the tear dear, aren't you a big girl now?
Throw you parties, throw you parades, throw you grenades
While you blow me kisses with you bible belt hands
I'll turn this car around and take us home you'll be sorry
Don't make me come down there little brother
So where's your love song now?
Your cookie has crumbled, you sang very soulful thumbs down
So where's your four part Bach chorales?
Your melody's dying it's bankrupt and lying down
Heaven for climate, hell is for conversation
The lyrics to The pAper chAse's song "Ready" seem to be a reflection on the looming threat of judgment and the idea of being held accountable for one's actions. The opening lines, "Heads up now they're coming for you / Slip to the basement, my how you've grown!" create a sense of urgency and a need to hide or flee from impending danger. The reference to Cain and Abel is a biblical allusion to the story of two brothers, one of whom becomes jealous and kills the other. This could be seen as a warning to the listener about the pitfalls of envy and the possible consequences.
The lines "I'm 26 and time is running out / Any day now I may find my faith to axe that door" could be interpreted as a sense of desperation or the feeling of being trapped. The desire to "axe that door" could represent a need to escape or break free from a current situation. The repetition of "they're coming, they're coming, they're coming to get you" adds to the sense of impending doom.
The second verse seems to address someone specifically, with lines like "Throw you parties, throw you parades, throw you grenades / While you blow me kisses with you bible belt hands / I'll turn this car around and take us home you'll be sorry / Don't make me come down there little brother." These lines could be read as a critique of someone who is overly proud or dismissive of others, or perhaps as a warning to someone who is behaving recklessly.
Overall, the song seems to be a reflection on themes of judgment and accountability, as well as a commentary on human relations and the dangers of envy and pride.
Line by Line Meaning
Heads up now they're coming for you
Be alert, they're after you
Slip to the basement, my how you've grown!
Hide in the basement, you've matured quickly
Are you ready and willing? Are you are youâ?¦ Cain and able?
Do you have the courage? Like Cain and Abel
I'm 26 and time is running out
I'm getting older and running out of time
Any day now I may find my faith to axe that door
I might gather the courage to break down that door soon
Cause you've gone and done it motherfucker
You've messed it up, dude
They're coming, they're coming, they're coming to get you
They're approaching to capture you
Steering wheel in you lily-white hand
You grip the wheel with your pale hand
Choke back the tear dear, aren't you a big girl now?
Hold back the tears, my dear, you're grown up now
Throw you parties, throw you parades, throw you grenades
You celebrate with parties, parades and explosives
While you blow me kisses with you bible belt hands
You send me kisses with your hands adorned with rosaries
I'll turn this car around and take us home you'll be sorry
I'll drive us back home, and you'll regret it
Don't make me come down there little brother
Don't force me to intervene, little brother
So where's your love song now?
Where's your loving tune now?
Your cookie has crumbled, you sang very soulful thumbs down
Your efforts failed, and you're singing badly
So where's your four part Bach chorales?
Where are your harmonious Bach chorales?
Your melody's dying it's bankrupt and lying down
Your music is dying, and it's collapsing financially
Heaven for climate, hell is for conversation
Heaven is peaceful, while conversing in hell is painful
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on You're One of Them Aren't You?
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