David Bowie — Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)

Текст песни: Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)

[Verse 1]
Sue
I got the job
We'll buy the house
You'll need to rest
But now we'll make it

[Verse 2]
Sue
The clinic called
The x-ray's fine
I brought you home
I just said home

[Verse 3]
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

[Verse 4]
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
[Bridge]
Sue, goodbye

[Outro]
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