You were unaffected in the summer sun,
you took your shoes off and smoked a cigarette,
you dipped your feet in the sea,
whilst the work was done,
yes, you of malignant intent,
and of intolerance,
and of great greed,
you paid for the bullets and smiled at the fun,
and you were happy,
you were happy,
when Kennedy in his motorcade was killed with a gun.