As flesh and blood you were all alone.
But, hey, everybody must get stoned.
Now everybody loves you, dead rebel!

Now that we've snuffed out your lamp,
it's safe to put your face on a postage stamp.
Died with rags on your feet in the dirt.
Reborn as the world's most famous t-shirt.

Too red for the white, too white for the red.
But now you're just right, cuz now you're dead.
Everybody loves a dead rebel!

Everybody
Everybody loves
Everybody loves dead rebels

I'm an artist if I make you dance and romance.
But what if I bring you out of the trance?
Everybody loves a dead rebel!

Baked, boiled, or barbecued,
Sliced, filleted, or wrapped and skewered -
Mmmm...dead rebels!

Line em up, spread em out.
Topped with a little sauerkraut.
Mmmm...dead rebels!

Everybody
Everybody loves
Everybody loves dead rebels