Have you heard the rumours goin' round?
He climbed up to the roof, then promptly hit the ground
They're saying that he killed himself for Eleanor
Who promised to reveal exactly what she saw

It's such a shame that he was made to feel this way
Without regard for what the papers tomorrow would say

So don't tell his family, God forbid
He always did his best to hide it from his wife and who are we to spread such lies?
And oh, he always seemed to be benign
And in his wallet there's a photo of his kid, it doesn't matter what he did

Have you heard about poor Eleanor?
She went home feeling ill, and swallowed all her pills
They're saying that she couldn't take the memory
Of lying on her back, but oh, who's fault is that?

It's such a shame that she was made to feel this way,
There's nothing you or I could do to take the pain away

So don't tell his family, God forbid
He always did his best to hide it from his wife and who are we to spread such lies?
And oh, he always seemed to be benign
And in his wallet there's a photo of his kid, it doesn't matter what he did

It's such a shame that he was made to feel this way
A fine, upstanding man like him who gave the game away

So don't tell his family, God forbid
He always did his best to hide it from his wife and who are we to spread such lies?
And oh, he always seemed to be benign
And in his wallet there's a photo of his kid, it doesn't matter what he did