"The Murder Mystery" as written by Perry/navarro Farrell and Stephen Perkins....
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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 laghter, 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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique?
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
For screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committee, 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.
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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.
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
Objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon the virus' section off to the left is what is not right
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom allowed in this room
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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?
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
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
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
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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  • +5
    General CommentOne name: Allen Ginsberg.
    If you like the literary qualities of this song, people, investigate.
    ROSEw19on April 14, 2008   Link
  • +3
    General CommentI'm pretty sure Lou Reed has acknowledged that they were mostly just playing around with words in this song. They originally didn't include the lyrics, so there were VU fanatics holed up in their basements for weeks listening to one ear of their headphones, trying to decipher some sort of narrative out of this.
    tomorrowsasheson November 24, 2004   Link
  • +3
    General CommentThe streaming, seemingly unconnected thoughts of at least two people the night of or day after a gruesome murder, perhaps more than one. There was a drag queen (hence the "title"), who one of them suffocated in a bathtub because s/he wouldn't shut up after they tried to solicit her (she was to vacuous to get the hints), making them the murderer. Someone starts to feel ill on the staircase, either after witnessing the scene or eating uncooked pork from the night's dinner, so rolls down to the carpet and recalls their first becoming a sailor. At the dinner there is a toast. One of them may work as an S&M prostitute who remembers their childhood in Nebraska.
    Cynothoglyson May 10, 2006   Link
  • +2
    General CommentThis song is absolutely amazing. I don't think it would have been possible for them to have written it without the assistance of a powerful hallucinogen. Make sure to listen with headphones to get the full stereo effect.
    sean56aon June 01, 2004   Link
  • +2
    General CommentI very much like the idea of having one lyric for each ear, but I absolutely don't recommend it for everyone to use always. When I first listened to this song on my stereo (with speaker) I thought the whole band had gone crazy because I was barely able to hear some words once in a while, but after I found out about the stereo-thing it made sense and I liked this song even more, even though I have no idea what it's about.
    The Voice of Enigmaon February 02, 2006   Link
  • +2
    General Commentthis song makes my ears orgasm
    chikubion July 14, 2009   Link
  • +2
    General CommentI find it interesting how they say "Hello to ray, hello to godiva and angel, who let you in?" because Ray is from the song Sister Ray and Godiva would be from Lady Godiva's Operation from White Light/White Heat and I assume the angel would be from Black Angels Death Song from VU and Nico. I don't know what it could mean but it's interesting.
    zage513on November 27, 2010   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThis is such a great song. I am surprised people don't listen to it that much (probably because it is so long). I highly recommend it, thought there is a lot of stuff going on in it.
    spazticfreakon June 03, 2004   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI dont understand how they made this song. It all fits together so well and all you can do is give in to the flow of their voices. It is a little long, but it is really frickin cool so its ok
    themachine312on June 16, 2004   Link
  • +1
    General Commentthis fantastic song pretty much laid the groundwork for the british post-punk band The Fall
    marshy21on February 01, 2011   Link

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