The Murder Mystery Lyrics by Velvet Underground, The

The Murder Mystery Lyrics

    Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
    Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
    candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring
    memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight
    of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter, laconic
    giggles, ennui fort 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

    denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the
    sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the
    gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up,
    read all the books and he people worth reading and still
    see the muck on the sky of the ceiling

    please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is
    messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall

    mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it
    nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being
    unique?

    for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen
    and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the
    committe, 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 forthirightly stated.

    relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse
    the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an 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 it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute.

    put down that 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

    dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse
    filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.

    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 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

    tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue
    with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain
    what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing
    at what cost and business and business and reverse and
    reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse

    objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon
    the virus' section off to the left is what is not right

    English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me
    lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk

    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
    mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children
    and adults all thos 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

    with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate
    ramblings for cheap 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

    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

    folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what
    do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose
    wrapped up in robes

    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, let 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

    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 coy and the stupid,
    just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while
    singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's
    brother

    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

    safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad
    dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom
    allowed in this room

    Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and
    Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice
    and perverse and 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

    oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or
    remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer
    and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a
    diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words
    as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return
    home

    razzamatazz, 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

    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?

    sick leaf and sorrow and 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, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and
    perverse

    contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for
    writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the
    body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now
    dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang
    from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale
    jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the
    inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse
    and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet
    pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse,
    diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned
    as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum,
    reverse, inverse and perverse

    plowing while it's done away 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 fish's full of china
    china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie
    before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall
    wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the
    young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors
    nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman
    eating fire

    sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon
    the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells
    gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of 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

    fire on the carpet set the house ablazing 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 whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon
    sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty
    their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the
    saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name
    upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel
    ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle
    blazing

    tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a
    dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied
    to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a
    good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick
    with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon
    the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down
    upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your
    bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad
    neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at
    the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska

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