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> 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 gotta pay 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 watching, 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 going 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 going 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 > Up in the red light district, they've got cop on the beat > Living 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 ballot, money to burn > Dealey Plaza, make a left-hand turn > I'm going 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, my 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, 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 above 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 > I've 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 33 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 thrown 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 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" 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 Karl Wirsum, too > Looking far, far away at Down Gallow 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 9 > Play Number 6 > 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 12 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 on 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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