Sadie

Inside her is the suburbs In the sodium lights and the streets In the parked cars and the pretty parks And in every lonely disease In the new loves under covers In the cold touch of the night In the dead flowers and the silent hours In the nightclubs and the fights Cold, cold as the night High as the trees, slow as you like Oh, you know she's, she's cold, cold as the night High as the trees, slow as you like, Sadie Inside her is the suburbs In the old front room in the rain In all the bad days and the music that plays In the bored kids and their games In the new loves under covers And all the young mums and their worlds Who are left at home when all the kids have grown Watching the pretty young girls Cold, cold as the night High as the trees, slow as you like Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night High as the trees, slow as you like, Sadie Oh and I've got to take it And I've got to fake it And I've got to use her And I've got to choose her And I've got to feel it And I've got to steal it And I've got to be Sadie