Jethro Tull - Paradise Steakhouse Lyrics
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 in the ashes 'til the flames rise anew
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.
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 in the ashes 'til the flames rise anew
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.
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Jethro Tull Paradise Steakhouse Comments
Another Tull gem.
This and Saturation are the best outtakes from WarChild. LeftRight from A Passion Play, and The Witch's Promise from Benefit also great outtakes.
Can I like this more than once? I'm really diggin' it right now.
+#JethroTull Would that be Martin Barre on guitar? He kicks ass in this song!! \m/
+Google spies on you Well, he is the guitarist.
jethro tull treat!!!!
had no idea it came off war child! great remaster! thank you for the post...pass us that bott...oh, wev'e done that one. music is the best quoth frank zappa...ian digs frank...
Was not on the original War Child album, it was released on an recording of flawed gems originally just released in Europe.