Murder Most Foul - Bob Dylan 2020 (Lyric video) It was a dark day in Dallas, November '63 (1)
A day that will live forever in infamy
President Kennedy was flying high
A good day to be alive and a good day to die
To be led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, “Wait a minute, guys, do you know who I am?”
“Of course we do. We know exactly who you are.”
Then they blew his brain out while he was still in the car
They shot him down in the broad daylight like a dog
It was about finding the moment and the moment was that
You have debts to pay and we’ve come to collect
We’ll kill you with hatred; we will show no respect
We’ll mock you, we’ll scare you, and we’ll make it clear
We already have someone to take your place
The day they blew the king's brains out
Thousands were watching, no one saw a thing
It happened so fast, so fast, out of the blue
Right in front of everybody’s eyes
The greatest magic ever seen
A perfect execution, a textbook job
Werewolf, oh werewolf, go werewolf, howl (2)
Rub-a-dub-dub, the most disgusting of murders (3)
Hush now, children, and you will understand
The Beatles are coming; they will take you by the hand
Hold on to the railing, put on your coat real quick
Take the ferry across the Mersey (4) and aim for the jugular
Here come three drifters dressed in rags
Pick up the pieces and lower the flags
I’m going to Woodstock; it's the Age of Aquarius
Then I’ll head to Altamont and sit near the stage (5)
Stick your head out the window; enjoy the show (6)
There’s a party going on right now on the Green Hill (7)
Put up the bricks, pour the cement
Don’t say that Dallas doesn’t love you, Mr. President
Put your foot on the tank, step on the gas
Try to get to the triple underpass
Black face singer (8), white face clown
Better not show your face after dark
Up in the red-light district there's a cop on the beat (9) living a nightmare on Elm Street (10)
When you get down to Deep Ellum (11) hide the money in your shoes
Don’t ask what your country can do for you (12)
Cash payment (13), money to burn
Dealey Plaza (14), turn left
I’m approaching the intersection (15), I’ll wave the flag
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 (16), goodbye, Uncle Sam
Honestly, Miss Scarlett, I don’t give a damn (17)
It was a dark day in Dallas, November '63 (1)
A day that will live forever in infamy
President Kennedy was flying high
A good day to be alive and a good day to die
To be led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, “Wait a minute, guys, do you know who I am?”
“Of course we do. We know exactly who you are.”
Then they blew his brain out while he was still in the car
They shot him down in the broad daylight like a dog
