Suicide (Sept. 1975) Songtext
von Paul McCartney

Girls it′s been my pleasure
To know quite a lot of you
And in the main
You're pretty sane, it′s true
But there are a few who do
The duty to do too beautiful a job
It isn't quite what they planned
The man gets the upper hand
He's takin′ her for a ride
I call it... Suicide.

If when she tries to run away
And he calls her back, she comes
If there′s a next time, he's ok
Cause she′s under both his thumbs
She limps along to his side
Singing a song of ruined life


(CHORUS):
Daddy says nothin' doin′
Ah---
I call it... Suicide.

She loves to ride in big parades
But he wouldn't so she won′t
She needs at least a dozen lays
But if he says no she don't
He wishes she knew his sign
Soon there'll be trouble brewin′ ah---

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Suicide, she′s commitin' it
Suicide, he′s not gettin' it
Suicide, it′s a quittin' a day.

She limps along to his side
Singing a song of ruined life

(REPEAT CHORUS)