I'd like to take you 

to the edge of every morning 

On a magic eiderdown 

To a window chair 



In the Paradise Steakhouse 

Where there's a cup of silver coffee 

Steaming chrome reflections 

From the mist in your hair 



Try not to watch me          (Try not to watch me) 

Just call me after darkfall  (Call me after darkfall) 

I'll bring a whip to sow 

My seed on your land 



In the Paradise Steakhouse 

There's a cup of silver coffee 

A sheath of steel so you may hold 

My sword in your hand 



I'll cut you, divide you 

Into tender pieces 

No wings to fly away 

Upon my dear 



In the Paradise Steakhouse 

On a plate upon a table 

I will carve your name with care 

To last the years 



I'd like to eat you        (I'd like to eat you) 

All fire will consume you  (Fire will consume you) 

Roast on the spit of love 

On this arrow true 



In the Paradise Steakhouse 

I'll taste every finger 

Baking [picking?] in the ashes 

Til the flames rise anew 



[Repeat first and second stanzas]