Inside her is the suburbs
In the sodium lights and the streets
In the parked cars and the pretty parks
And in every lonely diseaseIn 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 fightsCold, 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, SadieInside 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 gamesIn 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 girlsCold, 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, SadieOh 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 herAnd I've got to feel it
And I've got to steal it
And I've got to be Sadie