Murder Ballad Lyrics

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Murder Ballad the Musical - Murder Ballad Lyrics

We light the match
It starts from a spark
We let the fire catch,
Eliminate the, the dark

The singer stands to sing
Required listening from the
Blue ridge mountains
We hear them sing
'Someone's gonna die'
Songs of Saints and of Sinners

There but for the grace of God, go I

In a smoky club we let the record spin
And Mack the knife delights by flaying the skin
At least while Ella sings
Or Bobby Darin swings

From New York to Berlin
Come stories of true love gone awry
Of devils and angels
There but for the grace of God, go I

We all want to touch the flames

But not get burned

The pull of petty fate

But don't touch


On the radio they burn up the charts
Pop songs of love gone wrong and bloody hearts
Maxwell's Silver Hammer blow
Hendrix calling out
Hey Joe, hey Joe... hey Joe

There's always a killer
So logically someone has to die
We sing the Murder Ballad's warning
There but for the grace of God, go I
Grace of God, go I
Grace of God, go I

Listen and I'll tell a tale
A tale where good does not prevail
A King, a Queen
A Club, a Knave
One is destined for the grave...

[Thanks to Cal for lyrics]

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