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Murder Most Foul
It was a dark day in Dallas, November 63. A day that would have haunted him for me. President Kennedy was a ridin' high. Good day to be livin' and a good day to die. Bein' 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 shuck 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', knowin' something. 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 murderous fowl. 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 across the Mersey and go for the throne. 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 over 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 glassy door. 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 trip on advance. Black face singer, white face clown. Better not show your faces after the sun goes down. Hop in the red light district like a cop on the beat. Livin' in a nightmare on Elm Street. When you dial a new bell and put your money in your shoe. Don't ask what your country can do for you. Cash on the bell, Ed, money to burn. Dealey Plaza, make a left-hand turn. I'm goin' down to the crossroads, gonna fly in a ride. The place where Faith, Hope and Charity died. Shoot them while he runs, boy, shoot them while you can. See if you can shoot the invisible man. Goodbye, Charity, 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 Lannan, though. Shut your mouth, say it, or I'll slow down. Business is business and it's the murder most found. Tommy, can you hear me? I'm the acid queen. I'm ridin' in a long black Lincoln limousine. Ridin' in the backseat next to my wife. Headin' straight on into the afterlife. I'm leanin' to the left, got my head in a lap. Oh, Lord, I've been led into some kind of a trap. Well, we ask no quarter, no quarter do we give. Well, 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 was not there where it was supposed to be at. For the last fifty years, they've been searching for that. Freedom, oh, freedom, freedom of our being. I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free. Send me some love and tell me no lie. Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by. Wake up, little Susie, let's go for a drive. Cross the Trinity River, let's keep over by. Turn the radio on, don't touch the dials. Parkland Hospital, only six more miles. You got me dizzy, Miss Lizzy, you fill 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. Zuberous film I've seen like 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 coming 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 do I say? I said the soul of a nation been torn away. And it's beginning to go into a slow decay. And then it's 36 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 in the court of King James. If you want to remember, you better write down the names. Play it at James 2. 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 too good. Play Don Henley. Play Glenn Fry. Take it to the limit and let it go by. Play it for Cow Wizard 2. Looking far, far way 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 that in God we trust. Ride the pink horse down that long lonesome road. Stand there and wait who is it 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 Gantz. Play Blue Sky. Play Dickie Betts. Play Hot Pepper, Thelonious Monk, Charlie Parker and all that joke. All that joke and all that jazz. Play something for the Birdman of Alcatraz. Play Buster Keaton. Play Harold Lloyd. Play Bilksy Siegel. Play Bertie Boer Floyd. Play the numbers, play the odds. Play Crimea River for the Lord of the Gods. Play number 9, play number 6. Play it for Nancy and Stevie Nicks. Play Nat King Cole, play Nature Boy. Play Down in the Boondocks for Terry Halloran. Play It Happened One Night and White Night of Sin. There's 12 million souls that are listening in. Play Merchant of Venice. Play Merchants of Death. Play Stellar by Starlight for Lady Macbeth. Don't worry, Mr. President. Help's on the way. Your brothers are coming. They'll be hell to pay. Brothers? What brothers? What's this about hell? Tell them we're waiting to keep coming. We'll get them as well. Love Field is where it's played touchdown, but it never did get back up off the ground. It 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 at the Break. Play it for Houdini spinning around his grave. Play Jelly Roll Morton, play Lucille. Play Deep in a Dream and play Driving Wheels. Play Moonlight Sonata in F-sharp and a key to the highway by the King of the Heart. Play Marching to Georgia and Dunbarton's Drum. Play Darkness and Death will come when it comes. Play Love Me or Leave Me by the Great Book Tower. Play the Bloodstained Banner, play Murder Most Hound. Play Love Me or Leave Me by the Great Book Tower.