The Saint Simon Killer

Through the haunting eyes of the
Portrait on the wall
The Saint Simon killer's seen it all;

When you shed your best disguise
When you tell yourself your lies
When you pin your little voodoo doll

But, every time when you return
To the scene of the crime
To turn things over again in your mind
All the unanswered questions
Leave you dissatisfied -
Oh, the Saint Simon killer hears your cries

Through a hidden doorway he
Disappears from sight
Like a passing shadow in the night;

When the clock tolls the time
When you pray for a sign
When you whisper it will be all right

And as you
Accept your fate
A dinner party celebrates

Glasses raised
With pink champagne
They proudly proclaim

"The Saint Simon killer's game
Is played for life"

Now, all the time
You felt a thread
Was pulling inside
To the darkness you would confide;

There you shed your best disguise
There you told all your lies
And you pinned your little voodoo doll

Yet every time when you return
To the scene of the crime
To turn things over again in your mind
All of your suspicions
Leave you terrified -
Oh, the Saint Simon killer hears your cries