The Phantom Strikes Again (feat. Tessa Boomkamp)

There's a man, standing on the corner of the street
His hands in the pockets of his long grey overcoat
He just stands there, waiting for someone he's got to meet
He doesn't move, it seems he doesn't feel the cold
And if you look a little closer
You can see on his face the hate
For every single soul that passes him
But now he moves a little further
'Cause here comes his mysterious date
Who's pointing a machine gun at him

People are shouting and running 'cause the phantom strikes again
Police cars are coming and going 'cause the phantom strikes again
Everybody thought that he would never come to his town anymore
So you better run and hide because the phantom strikes again

Pretty soon the phantom made three victims a day
The police couldn't find him, no they couldn't find a trace
And this went on, killing was his only game to play
You should see all the people, there was fear on every face
So now the police department asked for assistence
By the CIA and FBI, who both took over now
And on the networks Mr. President talked for hours
But what could he say
Panic spread over the country now

People are shouting and running 'cause the phantom strikes again
Police cars are coming and going 'cause the phantom strikes again
Everybody thought that he would never come to his town anymore
So you better run and hide because the phantom strikes again