The Fall

The Fall - The Steak Place lyrics

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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, 

I could remain here, 





Head down 

Head down 

Head down 

Head, head, head down

The steak place (x2) 





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 (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 in 



The steak place.

The steak place. 





I wanna stay here, 

I don't wanna go anywhere, 

I shall remain here. 





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