People die, it's the facts So there i said it, now you can relax How's my mom? pretty bad You asked and now i bet you wish you never had People die, la de da It gives the day a certain je ne sais quoi So you grieve for a spell And you do the wake, you wish the family well People die, there they go You cannot say i did not tell you so. Someday we'll be old and we'll read obituary pages like the sports And we'll see our old friend's name and will it hurt? Well yeah - of course, then we'll sigh And we'll pick up the crosswords 'cos people die People die, its the truth You can't be weird, you can't be too aloof But it's weird, folks get freaked And the confidential memos all get leaked People die, what i say? You tell yourself you're with it come what may. Someday we'll be old and we'll do funerals like every single day, oh yeah We'll see the children laughing And we'll think how you wore shades 'cos you won't cry Then you go hit the white zin 'cos people die Believe it or not, i'm trying to cheer you up I can see it's not succeeding 'Cos nobody here's got what you're needing You're standing at the station and you don't know what's inside Here's your ticket, now ride Here's your ticket