Ready, Willing, Cain and Able The Paper Chase

Get rid of 'em

See, but once you bury somebody, it was already gone. Once they were in the ground, they weren't my problem

Heads up, now they're coming for you
Slip to the basement, my how you have grown!
Are you ready, you willing? Are you… Cain and able?
And I'm 26 and time's running out
Any day now I could find that faith to axe that door
'Cause you've gone and done it motherfucker

They're coming, they're coming, they’re coming, they're coming to get you

Steering wheel in your lily-white hand
Choke back the tear dear, you’re a big girl now
I'll throw you parties, I'll throw you parades, I'll throw you grenades
While [you] blow me kisses with your bible belt hands
I'll turn this car around, I’ll take us home, you'll be sorry
Don't make me come down there little brother

I'll tear your fucking heart out girl!

So where's your love song now?
Your cookie's 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