I've always had a fascination with the Kennedy's
You know?
They seemed at first to be blessed and then cursed
Definitely, you know?
There's a lot of weird stuff in the background
Secret lovers and stuff
Hit, and this man wouldn't even know
There's a little light that always shines
In the darkest corner of my mind
I remember it like I was there
And like a humanist, I love to care
I hate to be alone
Give me what I want
To be someone
They got the President in '63
After Marilyn, before Bobby
As a bullet tore his face away
The curse of Kennedy was here to stay
I hate to be alone
Give me what I want
To be someone
Like a leaf that floats upon the stream
Human kindness is a beautiful dream
Down through history, the stories changed
Even the Bible was rearranged
They got the President in '63
They got Marilyn and Bobby
As the bullet tore his face away
The Kennedy legend was here to stay
I hate to be alone
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
I hate to be alone
Give me what I want
Call me