Текст: Jethro Tull. Nightcap. Piece of Cake.

Come running, go for overkill
If you don't come now, I'll be over the hill, alright?
Tell me, alright
Got a sell-by date, soon be out of stock
Pop me in your trolley, you can start my clock, well, alright?
Tell me, alright

I could be on your shelf
Could be the risk you take
I'm a cup of hot coffee
I'm a piece of cake, piece of cake

I'm the hot chicken in your superstore
You can take me home if you can take some more, well, alright?
Tell me, alright

I could be on your shelf
Could be the bread you bake
I can fill your larder
I'm a piece of cake, piece of cake, come on

Show me Rosemary, I'll show her wild time
See you at the checkout or on the credit line, well, alright?
Tell me, alright
I'm your spicy filling, I'm your low-fat spread
I'll be your smooth rubber, be your pencil lead, alright?
Tell me, alright

If you set me to simmer
If you grill my steak
You can bowl me over
I'm a piece of cake, piece of cake, alright