The Steak Place by Fall
Head down
Head down
Head, head, head down.
Fool of the Commonwealth drove down there,
Down turnpike;
Desperate for food desperate for respite.
The steak place.
The steak place
Cheap carpet lines the way
Aluminium tack door handles
Candelabra lions head
Via butchers display too.
The steak place (x2)
Via a carcass row
Things are brought forward and eaten,
I see the corners filled with hitmen,
To young lawyers they are whispering, in
The steak place (x2)
I wanna stay here,
I don't wanna go anywhere,
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