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Murder Most Foul

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Intro:
        

                         
 Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
                                 
 A day that will live on in infamy
                                  
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
                                      
Good day to be livin' and a good day to die
                        
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
          
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"

 "Of course we do, we know who you are"

 Then they blew off his head 

while he was still in the car

 Shot down like a dog in broad daylight

 Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
                                
 You got unpaid debts, we've come to collect
                            
We're gonna kill you with hatred, 
                   
 without any respect

 We'll mock you and shock you 
                              
and we'll put it in your face
                                             
We've already got someone here to take your place

                
 The day they blew out the brains of the king

 Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing

 It happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise

 Right there in front of everyone's eyes

 Greatest magic trick ever under the sun

 Perfectly executed, skillfully done
                                    
 Wolfman, oh Wolfman, oh Wolfman, howl
                                          
Rub-a-dub-dub, it's a murder most foul


Hush, little children, you'll understand

 The Beatles are comin', they're gonna hold your hand
                                        
 Slide down the banister, go get your coat
                                          
Ferry 'cross the Mersey and go for the throat

 There's three bums comin' all dressed in rags

 Pick up the pieces and lower the flags
                                           
 I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age

 Then I'll go to Altamont and sit near the stage

 Put your head out the window, 
                       
let the good times roll
                                    
There's a party goin' on behind the Grassy Knoll
                                
 Stack up the bricks, pour the cement
                                          
Don't say Dallas don't love you, Mr. President

 Put your foot in the tank and step on the gas

 Try to make it to the triple underpass

Blackface singer, whiteface clown
                                       
Better not show your faces after the sun goes down


 I'm in the red-light district, 
                          
like a cop on the beat
                                   
 Livin' in a nightmare on Elm Street
                         
When you're down in Deep Ellum, 
                             
put your money in your shoe
                                         
 Don't ask what your country can do for you
                                    
 Cash on the barrelhead, money to burn
                               
 Dealey Plaza, make a left-hand turn
                                                
I'm goin' down to the crossroads, gonna flag a ride
                                            
The place where faith, hope, and charity died

 Shoot him while he runs, boy, 
                       
shoot him while you can

 See if you can shoot the invisible man
                                 
Goodbye, Charlie, goodbye, Uncle Sam
                                        
 Frankly, Miss Scarlet, I don't give a damn
                                     
 What is the truth, and where did it go?
                                   
Ask Oswald and Ruby, they oughta know

                                        
 "Shut your mouth, " said the wise old owl
                                      
Business is business, and it's a murder most foul

                        

                                        
Tommy, can you hear me? I'm the Acid Queen
                                   
 I'm riding in a long, black Lincoln limousine
                                  
 Riding in the backseat next to my wife
                                     
Heading straight on in to the afterlife
                                     
 I'm leaning to the left, I got my head in her lap
                                         
 Hold on, I've been led into some kind of a trap
                                              
Where we ask no quarter, and no quarter do we give
                     
We're right down the street 
 
 from the street where you live
                                         
 They mutilated his body and they took out his brain
                                              
What more could they do? They piled on the pain
                        
But his soul's not there 
                             
where it was supposed to be at
        
For the last fifty years they've been searchin' for that
                                  
 Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me
                                
 I hate to tell you, mister, 
                          
but only dead men are free

                                    
 Send me some lovin', tell me no lies
                                          
 Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by
                                
  Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
                                             
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
                                       
Turn the radio on, don't touch the dials
                                      
Parkland hospital, only six more miles
                                                 
You got me dizzy, Miss Lizzy, you filled me with lead
                                          
 That magic bullet of yours has gone to my head
                                
 I'm just a patsy like Patsy Cline
                                    
 Never shot anyone from in front or behind
                        
 Got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear
                                      
I'm never gonna make it to the new frontier

                                     
Zapruder's film, I've seen that before
                                      
Seen it thirty-three times, maybe more
                                               
It's vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean
                                    
Ugliest thing that you ever have seen
                                             
 They killed him once and they killed him twice
                                
Killed him like a human sacrifice
                                 
 The day that they killed him, 
                         
someone said to me, "Son
                                 
 The age of the Antichrist has just only begun"

                                       
 Air Force One comin' in through the gate
                        
 Johnson sworn in at 2:38
                                           
Let me know when you decide to throw in the towel
                                     
It is what it is, and it's murder most foul

                        

                                  
What's new, pussycat? What'd I say?
                                        
I said the soul of a nation been torn away
                                         
And it's beginning to go into a slow decay
                                            
And that it's thirty-six hours past Judgment Day
           
 Wolfman Jack, he's speaking in tongues
                                          
 He's going on and on at the top of his lungs

                              
 Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack
                                
Play it for me in my long Cadillac
                               
Play me that, "Only The Good Die Young"
                                     
 Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung
                   
Play, "St. James Infirmary" and, 
                         
"The Port of King James"
       
If you want to remember, 
                               
you better write down the names
                                             
Play Etta James, too, play "I'd Rather Go Blind"
                                           
Play it for the man with the telepathic mind
                                       
 Play John Lee Hooker, play "Scratch My Back"
                                          
 Play it for that strip club owner named Jack
                           
 Guitar Slim going down slow
                                        
Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe

        

                     
Play, "Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"

 Play it for the First Lady, 
                           
she ain't feeling any good
                                 
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
                                      
Take it to the limit and let it go by
                             
Play it for Carl Wilson, too
                                       
Looking far, far away down Gower Avenue
                                
Play, "Tragedy" play, "Twilight Time"
                                               
Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime
                                           
 Play another one and, "Another One Bites the Dust"
                           
Play, "The Old Rugged Cross" and, "In God We Trust"
                                              
Ride the pink horse down that long, lonesome road
               
 Stand there and wait for his head to explode
                                      
 Play, "Mystery Train" for Mr. Mystery
                                              
The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree
                                             
Play it for the Reverend, play it for the Pastor
                                
Play it for the dog that got no master
                        
Play Oscar Peterson, play Stan Getz
                                 
Play, "Blue Sky", play Dickey Betts
                          
 Play Hot Pepper, Thelonious Monk
                                     
Charlie Parker and all that junk
                             
All that junk and, "All That Jazz"
                                 
 Play something for the Birdman of Alcatraz
                   
 Play Buster Keaton, play Harold Lloyd
                                  
Play Bugsy Siegel, play Pretty Boy Floyd
                              
 Play the numbers , play the odds
                                            
Play, "Cry Me A River" for the Lord of the gods
                                 
 Play Number Nine, play Number Six
                                   
Play it for Lindsey and Stevie Nicks
                                    
Play Nat King Cole, play, "Nature Boy"
                                          
Play, "Down In The Boondocks" for Terry Malloy
                                                 
Play, "It Happened One Night" and, "One Night of Sin"
                                               
There's twelve million souls that are listening in
                                                 
Play, "Merchant to Venice" play, "Merchants of Death"
                                         
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth

                         
 Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
                                            
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
    
Brothers? What brothers? What's this about hell?
 
 Tell them, "We're waiting, keep coming"
                          
We'll get them as well
                               
 Love Field is where his plane touched down
                                   
 But it never did get back up off the ground
                                    
Was a hard act to follow, second to none
                                           
They killed him on the altar of the rising sun

                              
Play, "Misty" for me and, "That Old Devil Moon"
                                  
Play, "Anything Goes" and, "Memphis in June"
                                             
Play, "Lonely At the Top" and, "Lonely Are the Brave"
                                                 
Play it for Houdini spinning around his grave
                                      
 Play Jelly Roll Morton, play, "Lucille"
                                 
 Play, "Deep In a Dream" and play "Driving Wheel"
                                 
Play, "Moonlight Sonata" in F-sharp
                                         
And, "A Key To The Highway" for the king of the harp
        
Play, "Marching Through Georgia" and, 
                   
"Dumbaroton's Drums"
                                             
Play, "Darkness" and death will come when it comes
                                                 
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
                          
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, 
             
"Murder Most Foul"

                                

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