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 ***** 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