Murder Most Foul - Bob Dylan
Lyrics by:Bob Dylan
Composed by:Bob Dylan
It was 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 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 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 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 then 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 on 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 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 Miss Scarlett I don't give a d**n
What is the truth and where did it go
Ask Oswald and Ruby they oughta know
"Shut your mouth" said a 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
Ridin' in the back seat next to my wife