sue or in a season of crime

David Bowie

Sue, I got the job
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 wanted writ
Sue the virgin on your stone
For your grave
Why too dark to speak the words?
Fore 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 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