The Curse of the Kennedys - Chris Webby, Kappa gamma, ANoyd

Hey young world, wanna hear a story?

Close your eyes and you could pretend you’re me

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

Who’s the god of Cape Cod?

Who’s higher than hiatus?

Who could get away with murder for money and simply vanish?

Suit jacket in the

casket looking so fantastic, sweater-vest FRESH posing with a tennis racket

(yes)

So classic

(yes)

So tragic

(yes)

Camalot was formed in black magic.

There’s lots of sinners eating lobster dinners

with some mobster figures, selling lots of liquore.

Hair slicked back, 3 piece suits, and shoes polished.

Martha’s Vineyard mansion and an ivy league college.

Secret societies in a sick fasination, with accidental

-deaths, and planned assassinations.

The birth of a nation erasing the line thats drawn

to define God and Satan.

It’s Jack, it’s Bobby, it’s even Teddy.

Reversed on my enemy’s the curse of the Kennedy’s.

Hey young world, wanna hear a story?

Close your eyes and you could pretend you’re me

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

Demeanor of Joe Senior, overachiever.

'Won't stop til I own the Mona Lisa

with a home in Ibiza.

Hear the news flash over the speaker?

They killing Kennedy’s, keep calm, load up

the heater.

Bobby’s slumped on podium

P.O.T.U.S.

is down

We got political pull, probly the dopest around

We got publicists for damage control

Kennedy style

Kill a girl by accident, never see trial.

Heavenly Father, please wash all of my sins.

While I wash away my pain.

With this Tonic & Gin.

While I vomit in the sink

and think of ominous things.

Like Atomic bombs,

never let the communists win.

Live from the Bay of Pigs.

It’s obvious lies.

When anybody denies

all the Mafia ties.

You surprised?

It’s Jack, it’s Bobby, it’s even Teddy

Reversed on my enemies

the Curse Of The Kennedys.

Hey young world, wanna hear a story?

Close your eyes and you could pretend you’re me

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s

I’m cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s

The Kennedy’s

Th-th-the Kennedy’s