Night In The Wilderness - Jethro Tull

I could he sitting on the left of you

You’d be looking straight ahead

If I was adrift right across from you

You still would cut me dead

I’ve had better deep discussions

With this plate of soft-shelled crab

I’d put some spice in your rice

You’d give me blues in the stew

I’d give you catfish jumping

You’d give me all this work to do

Who’s got the cheque on this hot dinner?

Who’s got the tabs on the crab?

Another night in the wilderness:

Should have been a night on the town

Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down

I’m in splendid isolation, feel that heavy silence fall

Got all this cut out for me to do

Another night in the wilderness of you

Here I am drinking you with my eyes

You’re looking at the gravy on my bib

I go weak-kneed at the suggestion of you

What’s wrong with the cut of my jib?

Is there a lobster in the offing, or just a fifty dollar cheque?