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This is where you come in! Let's list all the songs about murder that we can think of. The murder should occur within the timeframe of the song, either in the narration or "off-stage." No songs about, like, some guy who happened to kill someone in the past (I'm thinking of some Tom Waits songs), unless the murder is an important plot-point in the song. Dig? I'll start. All the songs on Nick Cave's Murder Ballads album Tom Waits -- "The Fall of Troy," "Murder in the Red Barn," "Georgia Lee" Firewater -- "The Circus" Pedro the Lion -- "A Mind of Her Own," "Never Leave a Job Half Done" Neko Case -- "Furnace Room Lullaby" Lots of Scratch Acid and Jesus Lizard songs -- "Lay Screaming," "Crazy Dan," "Horse," "Mistletoe," "Skull of a German," "Puss" (maybe...unclear if the girl dies), etc. PJ Harvey - "A Perfect Day Elise" The Cure -- "Killing an Arab," "Like Cockatoos" (maybe) Bob Dylan -- "The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll" Nirvana -- "Polly" Jelly Roll Morton -- "Aaron Harris" That's all I can think of now. Johnny Cash ought to have some, right? |
Police -- "Murder By Numbers" |
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"little omie wise" - the doc watson versions. (though the same tape with "aaron harris blues" on it also has tom dooley on it. so maybe it doesn't fit the requirements, even though whole song is a description of a murder.) "strange fruit" - billie holiday. there must be a thousand blues tunes about murder, but i can't think of one that's specific enough to put down. |
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Murder Mystery due to the impressive nature of this song you get the lyrics [right channel] Lou: Denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns skewer the sieve of the optical sewer Release the handle that holds all the gates up puncture the eyeball that seeps all the muck up Read all the books and the people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling Doug: Mister Moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous Isn't it nice we're number one and so forth Isn't it sweet being unique Lou: Relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse the inverse of perverse and reverse And reverse and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it To joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute Doug: Dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry Medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty Fools that dual dual in pools Lou: Tantalize poets with visions of grandeur as their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost As the living try hard to retain what the dead lost with the double dead sickness from writing at what cost And business and business and reverse and reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and inverse Doug: English arcane tantamount here to frenzy Passing for me lascivious elder passion Corpulent filth disguised as silk Lou: With cheap simian melodies hillbilly outgush for illiterate ramblings, for cheap understanding For mass understanding the simple the inverse the compost the reverse the obtuse and stupid And business and business and cheap stupid lyrics and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying Doug: Folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and What do you find follicles intertwining Succulent prose wrapped up in rolls Lou: Jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune while making them happy with the inverse and obverse And making them happy and making them happy with the cloy and the stupid just another dumb lackey Who puts out the one thing while singing the other but the real things alone and it is no man's brother Doug: Safety is nice not an unwise word spoken Scary bad dreams made safe and lovely songs No doom of gloom allowed in this room Lou: Oh not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights when the eye is alone But to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond and bellicose wit To stun and to stagger with words of such stone that those who do hear cannot again return home Doug: Hello to Ray hello to Godiva and Angel Who let you in isn't it nice the party Aren't the lights pretty at night Lou: Contempt, contempt and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two bit reportage For sick whit the body and sinister holy the drowned burst babies now dead on the seashore The valourous horseman who hand from the ceiling the pig on the carpet the dusty pale jissom That has no effect for the sick with the seesaw the inverse obverse converse reverse of inverse The diverse and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet pyrotechnics and let's have another Of inverse converse diverse perverse and reverse hells graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains The slick and the scum reverse inverse and perverse Lou: Sick upon the staircase sick upon the carpet blood upon the pillow climb into the parapet See the church bells gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plate dentures full of air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight Shoot her full of air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth upon her red throat Screw me in the daisies rip apart her holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor Full and free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that way sickly or in good health Piss upon a building like a dog in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song Down upon the carpet tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a dollar Sucking on a fire hose chewing on a rubber line tied to chair and rare bits pay another player Oh your such a good led here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick with witches covens Craving for raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet Down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad Neuro-anesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at the birches swinging from the birches Succulent Nebraska - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [left channel] Sterl: Candy screen wrappers of silk-screen fantastic requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree lurid and lovely with twilight of ages luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter Laconic giggles, ennui for the passions in order to justify most spurious desires rectify moments most serious and urgent to hail upon the face of most odious time Requiring replies most facile and vacuous with words nearly singed with the heartbeat of passions spew forth with the grace of a tart going under subject of great concern, noble origin Moe: Please raise the flag Rosy red carpet envy English used here this messenger is nervous It's no fun at all out here in the hall Sterl: For screeching and yelling and various offenses lower the queen and bend her over the tub against the state, the country, the committee hold her head under the water please for an hour For groveling and spewing and various offenses puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow the inverse, the obverse, the converse, the reverse the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow For suitable reckonings too numerous to mention as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthrightly stated Moe: Put down the rag simpering callow and morose Who let you in if I knew then I could get out The murder you see is a mystery to me Sterl: To Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse If you swear to catch up and throw up and up-up a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it excuse me to willow and wander dark wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat The fate of a nation rests hard on your bosoms the king on his throne puts his hand down his robe the torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry and set the tongue squealing, the reverse and inverse Moe: Objection suffice apelike and tactile bassoon Oboeing me cordon that virus' section Off to the left is what is not right Sterl: Contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom I shall poison the city and sink it with fire for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire For blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies the messenger's skirt, would you please hook it higher for children and adults all those under ninety how truly disgusting, would you please put it down A stray in this fray is no condom worth saving as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Moe: Accept the pig enter the Owl and Gorgeous King on the left it on the right and primping Adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll Sterl: Off with his head, take his head from his neck off requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree put out his eyes, then cut his nose off sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes Scoop out his brain, put a string where his ears were all the king's horses and all the king's men swing the whole mess at the end of the wire scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor The wire extend from the tip of a rose Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, oh but retains the remnants of what once was a nose pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water Moe: No one knows no nose is good news and senseless Extend the wine drink here toast to selfless Ten year old port is perfect in court Sterl: Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice and perverse reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse Blueberry catalog, questionable earnings hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt Disease please seems the order of the day please the king, please the king, please the king day Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling point of order return the king here to the ceiling Moe: Razzmatazz there's nothing on my shoulder Lust is a must shaving my head's made me bolder Will you kindly read what it was I brought thee Sterl: Sick leaf, sorrow, pincers net-scissors regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage Regards for the elders and youngest in carriage regard and regard for the inverse and perverse And obverse and diverse of reverse and reverse regard from the sick, the dumb and the camel From pump's storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling To skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured And structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain and regard and refrain The sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse Doug: Plowing while it's done anyway dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the carpet climb into the casket Safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore See the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fishes full of China China plates are falling All fall down sick and shimmy carpets rise before my eyes-eyes lead me to the ceiling Walk upon the wall-wall tender as the green grass drink the whiskey horror see the young girls dancing Flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors nuns across the sea wall black hood horseman raging Swordsmen eating fire fire on the carpet set the house a blazing seize and bring it flaming Gently to the ground-ground dizzy bell Miss Fortune fat and full of love juice drip it on the carpet Down below the fire hose weep and whiskey fortune sail me to the moon dear drunk and dungeon sailors Headless Roman horseman the king and queen are empty their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water Bowl upon the savior toothless wigged laureate plain of bull and fancy name upon a letter head Impressing all the wheat germ love you for a nickel maul you for a quarter set the casket flaming Do not go gentle blazing |
What about that "Cop Killer" song that was so controversial when I was in school? Who did that, Ice T? Ice Cube? It has been too many years to really remember. "Youth of America" Not sure who does it, I just remember the chorus is "You're all dead, you've been wasted" on the Scream soundtrack. |
"hey joe" - jimi hendrix |
"i shot the sheriff" - bob marley |
Ella Fitzgerald (dunno who wrote it) -- "Miss Otis Regrets" Elvis Costello -- "Kinder Murder" (I think...it's hazy) Johnny Cash -- "Delia's Gone" |
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"folsom(sp?) prison blues" is the johnny cash song with the famous "shot a man in reno" line in it, but it's not really a murder song. |
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Thrill Kill- The Damned Every song ever recorded by Slayer Skeletons in the Closet-Anthrax Am I Evil?-Metallica Fade to Black-Metallica Killing is my business...and Business is Good!-Megadeth Newry Highwayman-Solas There Were Roses-Trad. Flashback-Ministry and others... |
Sorry, couldn't help it. |
o I left my gun in San Francisco o Funeral Crashing Tonite o Pink Gun Most any Insane Clown Posse song. Moistboyz: o I am the Jury o Adios Amigo Fuck. There are so much more. LS |
little sadie- i know the mark lanegan version, but it's actually a traditional blues song. country death song by the violent femmes. bang bang maxwell by the beatles. i'm so lame. that's all i can think of at the moment, aside from delia which was already mentioned. |
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i remember one... 100% by Sonic Youth |
its a murder song and thats final. |
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C.W. McCall did one about the death of all humanity through political opression, ecological destruction, and then slow murder. I can't remember the name of it, it is just #22 or #27 on my CD. |
j/k Breaker One-Nine, this here's the Rubber Duck. We got ourselves a convoy. Maybe busting through roadblocks counts as murder? LS |
Peter Gabriel: Family Snapshot (an assasination!) Bauhaus: Killer Couple Kills Colonel (in his West German home) Boomtown Rats: I Don't like Mondays Elvis Costello: Let him dangle The Specials: International Jet set (don't know if it REALLY meets the criteria, but there's a horrible plane crash at the end...) |
Bruce Springsteen: Nebraska (about Charles Starkweather and Carol Fugate) Violent Femmes: Country Death Song Woody Guthrie: Ballads of Sacco&Vanzetti (had to look this one up. Knew it was Woody, but who was it about?) Little Shop of Horrors: Feed Me Seymour (As sung by the plant) David Gilmour: Murder Elton John: American Triangle Joy Division: Atrocity Exhibition (A personal favorite!) Peter Hammill: Killer Wow...I never thought about it, but theres a lot more of this stuff out there than one might think... |
All I can remember of the lyrics are "There won't be no country music. There won't be no rock and roll. Cuz when they take away our country they'll take away our soul." That and a lot of banjo playing. Bauhaus, a band I know, yeah!!!!!!! "Bela Legosi's Dead" Actually I know most of the stuff that Christopher named, I feel so with it for a change! hehehehehe What about "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen? Spunky thought of that one. |
PS. I've got the flu AND cramps. Does that strike anyone else as decidedly unfair? |
Comes Ripping, and so on. The Dead Kennedys: I Kill Children, Kill The Poor, Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round |
"frankie and johnnie" - mickie cooles (the woman who sang it last night.)` |
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I finally broke down and got myself a doctor. I'v lived here for almost 2 years with no doctor. Now I have an appointment on May 13. My boss and I were comparing our signs of aging this morning, and I showed him my poor arthritic thumb. He was very concerned and insisted I go to the doctor. I balked (and snorted), and he said, "It could be bone cancer!" I told him I've had it for four years and I ain't dead yet. He told me this was proof I was still young -- if I were old, I would have seen my thumb and thought, "this is the end, I'm done for!" I'll have my new doctor check out my poor thumb in two weeks. |
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Captain Tractor |
Pedro the Lion's "Priests and Paramedics" This time the wife kills the husband in the story. This is a terrific album (called "Control"). I like this even better than "Winners Never Quit." |
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