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