Right to Know

[Verse 1]

On a cool, dark night

Someone's coming down the street

With a smoking gun

And a smile on his face

For all to see, the rest is history

But no one knows what's on his mind

Except him and his monkey

Come on... Come on...

[Verse 2]

When the big man fell

With a secret on his lips

So close, so close

Till the bullet gave his kiss

The world cried out loud, the rest is history

And no one knows what's on his mind

Except him and his monkey

Come on... Come on...

[Chorus]

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to know, yeah

You've got a right to believe

That there's something more to see

[Verse 3]

There's a man at the desk

Who is talking real soft

To a half-dozen guys

But not a word is lost

The men depart

They all know what to do

[Pre-Chorus]

With a rifle aiming

Through a clearing in a bush

So close, so close

But no one thinks to look

[Chorus]

You've got a right to know, yeah

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to believe

That there's something more to see

Than a big bunch of flowers in a cemetery

So, why hold out?

Come on and give your testimony

Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 4]

On a phone connection

On the other side of town

Sits a man with a pencil

Who doesn't make a sound

He nods his head, the rest is history

But no one knows what's on his mind

Except him and his monkey

Come on... Come on...

[Pre-Chorus]

When the big man fell

With a secret on his lips

So close, so close

Till the bullet gave his kiss

[Chorus]

You've got a right to know, yeah

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to believe

That there's something more to see

Than a big bunch of flowers in a cemetery

So, why hold out?

Come on and give your testimony

Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Pre-Chorus]

On a cool, dark night

Someone's coming down the street

With a smoking gun

And a smile on his face

[Chorus]

You've got a right to know, yeah

You've got a right to know

You've got a right to know, woah-oh

You've got a right to believe

That there's something more to see

Than a cold bunch of flowers in a cemetery

So, why hold out?

Come on and give your testimony