People Die

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