Some people just can't leave a dead man alone
They say, "Get back, dead man, get back to your throne"
They were just confessed, he was only flesh and bone
Some people, some people
Some people just can't leave a dead man alone
They'll go dig up the dirty laundry right after he's gone
A man can't defend himself in the great unknown
Some people, some people
Why don't they stay away, just let him rest in peace
He's living in Las Vegas, on an isle in Greece
He's on the cover of another rag now
He's the father of somebody's child
Wasn't it enough for him to give his own life?
That all is lost and running wild?
Some people just can't leave a dead man alone
They say, "Get back, dead man, get back to your throne"
And if to live a lie, go where there ain't no telephone
Some people, some people