People Love To Watch You Die

People love to watch you die And wonderful to tell People you have never met Claim to know you well People love to watch you die Dig your dignity One guy said 'he's better dead Than how he used to be They'll sell the souvenirs And the relics of your tears They build a little shrine, wait until it shines They love to watch you die and you know why People love to watch you die It gets them sexually And then they smoke a cigarette And make a cup of tea People love to watch you fry They love to throw the switch They'll either have you crucified Or burn you as a witch They send bouquets of flowers And then stare at space for hours They build a little shrine, wait until it shines They love to watch you die and you know why