Piece of Cake Songtext
von Jethro Tull

Come running. Go for overkill.
If you don′t come now, I'll be over the hill, all right?
Tell me, All right.
Got a sell-by date. Soon be out of stock.
Pop me in your trolley you can start my clock. Well, all right?
Tell me, All right.
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.


I'm the hot chicken in your superstore.
You can take me home if you can take some more, Well, all right?
Tell me, All right.
I could be on your shelf, could be the bread you bake.
I can fill your larder, I′m a piece of cake.

Show me rosemary, I′ll show her wild thyme.
See you at the checkout or on the credit line. Well, all right?
Tell me, All right.
I'm your spicy filling, I′m your low-fat spread.
I'll be your smooth rubber, be your pencil lead, All right?
Tell me, All right.
If you set me to simmer, if you grill my steak--
You can bowl me over, I′m a piece of cake.