Lyrics to 'Murder Most Foul'

Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63

A day that will live on in infamy

President Kennedy was a-ridin’ high

Good day to be livin' and a good day to die

Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb

He said, 'Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?'

'Of course we do. We know who you are.'

Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car

Shot down…