From ashes they rose up
From nothing they came
From utter damnation
Bernard was their name
The shame of their past
Drove them nearly insane
When all of it crumbled
Well, others they blamed
Desperate for money
But with nothing to show
They stooped to the lowest
A person could go
“We’ll ruin the ones who will
Tell what they know,
We’ll make sure they sleep
with the fishes below.”
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
Who have you silenced today
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
How will you make them pay
Many a monster
Yes many a man
Would ask Old Bernard
To devise a plan
The crime-lords and mobsters
They came in droves
He said “A face and a name
Are all I need to know.”
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
Who have you silenced today
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
How will you make them pay
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
Who have you silenced today
Old Mr Bernard, Old Mr Bernard
How will you make them pay
Through history’s pages
Their fame has grown
As killers of men
Who did whistleblow
But who is to say
what the future holds?
Perhaps there will come
A Bernard who says “No.”