Suicide Blond

Suicide blonde

Suicide blonde

Suicide blonde

Suicide blonde

Suicide blonde

Was the colour of her hair

Like a cheap distraction

For a new affair

She knew it would finish

Before it began

Something tells me you lost the plan

You want to make her

Suicide blonde

Love devastation

Suicide blonde

You want to make her

Suicide blonde

Love devastation

Suicide blonde

She stripped to the beat

But her clothes stay on

White light everywhere

But you can't see a thing

Such a squeeze

A mad sad moment

Glory to you

Glory to you

Take me there

Take me there

Got some revelation

Put into your hands

Save you from your misery

Like rain across the land

Don't you see

The colour of deception

Turning your world around again

You want to make her

Suicide blonde

Love devastation

Suicide blonde

You want to make her

Suicide blonde

Love devastation

Suicide blonde