Don’t You Wish You Had Somemore? The Paper Chase

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