Steak Knife
Yeah, it's a shame, all right
'Cause all I got me here, is my steak knife
And out of the corner of my eye
I saw all the action
Slo-mo, and frame by frame
Oh, dear Lord, here we go again
Sly rap, that bitch of a man
And put some anger in the plan
Well, I still believe your city lights
You are my wife, I realize
I'll be around some time
Tuxedo clad, with a bottle of wine
With a bottle of wine
Downtown ain't changed that much
With souls and crackers, biting at your heels
Three dollar peckers, all jostling with movements
Bred out of fear
Selling all these colors
Like these colors thought they'd ever be, so dear
Well, look what I've got left
Yeah, it's second best and it's almost here
Well, I still believe your city lights
You are my wife, I realize
I'll be around some time
Tuxedo clad, with a bottle of wine
And I still believe your city lights
You are my wife, I realize
I'll be around some time
Tuxedo clad, with a bottle of wine
With a bottle of wine
With a bottle of wine
With a bottle of wine
Well, I still believe your city lights
You are my wife, I realize
Well, I'll be around some time
Tuxedo clad, with a bottle of wine
I still believe your city lights
You are my wife, I realize
And I'll be around some time
Tuxedo clad, with a bottle of wine, with a bottle of wine
Well, it's a shame, all right
'Cause all I got me here, is my steak knife
And a bottle of wine
It's a shame, all right
'Cause all I got me here, is my steak knife
And a bottle of wine, yeah
And a bottle of wine