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
Chorus 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
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