Fall - THE STEAK PLACE lyrics

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 The steak place Via a carca** row Things are brought forward and eaten, I see the corners filled with hitmen, Two young lawyers they are whispering, in The steak place The steak place I want to stay here, I don't want to go anywhere, I could remain here, Head down Head down Head down Head, head, head down The steak place The steak place I'd stop the automation, I'd sit behind dusty lace, I have a word with hitmen, I give off a beatific face. The steak place The steak place 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 in The steak place. The steak place. I want to stay here, I don't want to go anywhere, I shall remain here.