Fall - The Steak Place Lyrics
Head downHead downHead, head, head down.Fool of the commonwealth drove down there,Down turnpike;Desperate for food desperate for respite.The steak place.The steak placeCheap carpet lines the wayAluminium tack door handlesCandelabra lions headVia butchers display too.The steak place (x2)Via a carcass rowThings are brought forward and eaten,I see the corners filled with hitmen,To young lawyers they are whispering, inThe steak place (x2)I wanna stay here,I dont wanna go anywhere,I could remain here,Head downHead downHead downHead, head, head downThe steak place (x2)Id stop the automation,Id sit behind dusty lace,I have a word with hitmen,I give off a beatific face.The steak place (x2)From new york city run screaming,Into new england states,Combined a man not should have to do this,A man should not use his fist inThe steak place.The steak place.I wanna stay here,I dont wanna go anywhere,I shall remain here.(bad song)
