Текст песни John Wesley Harding - People Love To Watch You Die
John Wesley Harding - People Love To Watch You Die слова песни
People love to watch you dieAnd wonderful to tellPeople you have never metClaim to know you well People love to watch you dieDig your dignityOne guy said `he`s better deadThan how he used to be`They`ll sell the souvenirs And the relics of your tears They build a little shrine, wait until it shinesThey love to watch you die and you know whyPeople love to watch you dieIt gets them sexually And then they smoke a cigaretteAnd make a cup of teaPeople love to watch you fryThey love to throw the switchThey`ll either have you crucified Or burn you as a witchThey send bouquets of flowers And then stare at space for hoursThey build a little shrine, wait until it shinesThey love to watch you die and you know why People love to watch you die Then give your family hellThey call it grief but it`s just a reliefAnd they know that full wellPeople love to watch you drown The symbol`s what they needThey`d rather not see you at allThan watch your hair recedeAnd just to watch your painThey`d bring you back to life again They build a little shrine, sing you Auld Lang SyneThey love to watch you die and you know why