Music: White, Keyser  Lyrics: White  Fast, safe, aspirin-free relief  The simple end to minor discomfort  Used by millions for years  No association with danger  Scattered across the land  Arose instances of unexplained deaths  Autopsies reveal the presence of --cyanide  Then by coincidence the facts are revealed  Connections between the deaths are made  Somewhere in the chain from factory to shelf  The capsules were tainted  We must question the motive of a killer  Who kills without vengeance, without apparent reason  And leaves death upon the innocent  Was it hatred for the entire human race  Or an attempt to destroy a corporation?  The small bottle of relief - the discolored capsules  The acrid odor of bitter almonds  Goes unnoticed into the body  It is soon absorbed into the blood  And destroys the human system  The victim falls to the floor  And dies in a matter of seconds  The search begins as the shelves are cleared  The horror spreads through the press  The murderer will most likely escape discovery -  And perhaps strike again!