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