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Sue (Or in a Season of Crime) - David Bowie
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Sue (Or in a Season of Crime) David Bowie

Sue (Or in a Season of Crime) - David Bowie
[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
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