I was in Dealey Plaza
Under the triple overpass
I have become the phantom
You can even have my autograph
I was the great pretender
And if you could turn back time
I am your dark suspicion
The hand that draws the line
Now we're in Angola
High above
Bringer of death and return
For you have always been so deceived
And a need to know
That ghouls don't exist
Anymore
Not anymore
Can you keep a secret
Can you keep a secret
Left on your own time
Left on your own time
You'll never believe us
You'll never believe us
No matter who you are