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Lyrics >> Artists - Letter V >> Velvet Underground, The >> The Velvet Underground >> The Murder Mystery

Lyrics to:
The Murder Mystery
From The Velvet Underground
By Velvet Underground, The



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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