| Song | Dying With Decent Music |
| Artist | The Paper Chase |
| Album | God Bless Your Black Heart |
| 作曲 : Congleton | |
| Maybe better you than me | |
| You're much weaker, you're more clumsy | |
| When I forfeit my patience to you | |
| So maybe you've had too much wine | |
| Piggy's flushed up ankles swell up as my lady works the room | |
| “Your sideburns always smell like sex" | |
| Little sister, your big brother, “the fuck" won't be smothering you | |
| Or calling to his friends back east | |
| “Oh my hostess, oh my pick up, oh my dreadful… my white slave" | |
| Let them die while some decent music plays | |
| With my shit shoe stumbles that's me dirty nails and awful thoughts | |
| I'll use the words used up on commercials | |
| Like such sharp boys like to write songs, music and quick lines | |
| This feeling I can't confine that to a rhyme | |
| But maybe I can when I see you on the other side | |
| See you on the other side where we would be released | |
| I'd sell out everything if I could find such peace | |
| See you on the other side where we would be released | |
| I'd sell out everyone if I could find such peace | |
| I will be free |
| zuò qǔ : Congleton | |
| Maybe better you than me | |
| You' re much weaker, you' re more clumsy | |
| When I forfeit my patience to you | |
| So maybe you' ve had too much wine | |
| Piggy' s flushed up ankles swell up as my lady works the room | |
| " Your sideburns always smell like sex" | |
| Little sister, your big brother, " the fuck" won' t be smothering you | |
| Or calling to his friends back east | |
| " Oh my hostess, oh my pick up, oh my dreadful my white slave" | |
| Let them die while some decent music plays | |
| With my shit shoe stumbles that' s me dirty nails and awful thoughts | |
| I' ll use the words used up on commercials | |
| Like such sharp boys like to write songs, music and quick lines | |
| This feeling I can' t confine that to a rhyme | |
| But maybe I can when I see you on the other side | |
| See you on the other side where we would be released | |
| I' d sell out everything if I could find such peace | |
| See you on the other side where we would be released | |
| I' d sell out everyone if I could find such peace | |
| I will be free |