I think you blew his head off, Suzanne Lyrics

Sing her a song, she'll love it

Tell her I'm an idiot

For days and days I tried to get Suzanne out of my head

What did her father tell me when he lay on his death bed

"Son, I won't give her away not until my dying day"

Sigmund told her: never free the animal

All the lonely boys will have to wait

Climb in there and be the human cannonball

The circus clowns will take the fire escape

Write her a poem, she'll dig it

Tell her I'm a copycat

For days and days I wondered whether Jesus really bled

What did her mother tell me when hooked up to an IV line

You can plan ahead and pray but you could be dead in 39 days

Sigmund told her: never free the animal

All the lonely boys will have to wait

Climb in there and be the human cannonball

The circus clowns will take the fire escape

On the day I met Suzanne she held out her hands

Said: "you'll never leave me now and if you do, tell me how?"

I saw the tan line from a ring, made me start to think

When I asked her 'bout the gown it all came tumbling down

The thing is I saw you with a gun in your hand

And you hid the bullets in the drawer with your underwear

With a photo of a guy who looked just like me

I think you blew his head off Suzanne

I think you blew his head off Suzanne

I think you blew his head off Suzanne

And now that you're calmed down you make me nervous

I think I'll be miles away at sunrise, you will have to track me down