a boy named sue, too

train wreckage

cash or cheque-age

sign away your life

missed that message

domestic death

home wrecker

bus load of problems

double decker

 

how’d I ever get sick over you

momma’s boy

a boy named sue

all you stand for

what you do

crying shame

for a boy named sue

 

damning words

stick like glue

nothing much

for a boy named sue

too late now

no pulling through

no talking to

a boy named sue

 

now only one child

first became a man

shoulda never taught him

how to fight

mistakes they been made

consequently bullet with my name on

don’t seem right

made a lap of honour

round the cemetery walls

took my well earned rest

six feet under

now ghosts they don’t haunt me

my secrets are all safe

no one to suspect

my earthly blunder

 

if you ain’t dead

why ain’t it so

always touching wood you know

if you ain’t dead

something queer

crossed every damn finger here

if you ain’t dead I don’t know why

fists aloft up to the sky

 

how’d I ever get sick over you

momma’s boy

a boy named sue

all you stand for

what you do

crying shame

for a boy named sue

damning words

stick like glue

nothing much

for a boy named sue

too late now

no pulling through

no talking to

a boy named sue

 

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