David Bowie - Sue (Or in a Season of Crime) lyrics
[David Bowie - Sue Or in a Season of Crime lyrics]
We'll buy the house you'll need to rest
But now we'll make it
Sue the clinic called
The x ray's fine i brought you home
I just said home
Sue, you said you want it writ
Sue, the virgin on your stone for your grave
Why too dark to speak the words?
For, I know that you have a son
Oh, folly, Sue
Ride the train, I'm far from home
In a season of crime none need atone
I kissed your face
Sue, I've pushed you down beneath the weeds
Endless faith in hopeless deeds
I kissed your face i touched your face
Sue, goodbye
Sue, I found your note
That you wrote last night it can't be right
You went with him sue, I never dreamed
I'm such a fool right from the start
You went with that clown