One foot on water, one on land
His life a gift, his life a curse
No sign of heaven here on earth
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And the hangman mounts the gallows steps
Slips the rope around the neck
And the prisoner on the scaffold stands
His fate in the hooded hangman's hand
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And the firing squad stands in a line
And the prisoner awaits his time
He's just a hooded target now
About to take his final bow
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And the firing squad stands in a line
And the prisoner now awaits his time
He's just a human target now
About to take his final bow
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And the bomber waits to draw a crowd
To howl mighty, howl loud
And the cameras record the scene
For the TV and the magazines
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news
And some they sit and they see right through
The kaleidoscope of the evening news