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Where The Wild Roses Grow ~ Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds feat. Kylie Minogue

They call me The Wild Rose

But my name was Elisa Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one

She stared in my eyes and smiled

For her lips were the colour of the roses

That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room

My trembling subsided in his sure embrace

He would be my first man, and with a careful hand

He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

They call me The Wild Rose

But my name was Elisa Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Elisa Day

On the second day I brought her a flower

She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen

I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow

So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose

Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"

I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed

He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

They call me The Wild Rose

But my name was Elisa Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Elisa Day

On the third day he took me to the river

He showed me the roses and we kissed

And the last thing I heard was a muttered word

As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow

And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief

And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"

And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

They call me The Wild Rose

But my name was Elisa Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Elisa Day

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Johnny Cash's "Delia's Gone"

Delia, oh, Delia

Delia all my life

If I hadn't'a shot poor Delia

I'd'a had her for my wife

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

I went up to Memphis

And I met Delia there

Found her in her parlor

And I tied to her chair

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

She was low-down and triflin'

And she was cold and mean

Kind of evil make me want to

Grab my sub machine

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

First time I shot her

I shot her in the side

Hard to watch her suffer

But with the second shot she died

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

But jailer, oh, jailer

Jailer, I can't sleep

'cause all around my bedside

I hear the patter of Delia's feet

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

So if your woman's devlish

You can let her run

Or you can bring her down and do her

Like Delia got done

Delia's gone, one more round

Delia's gone

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What are some songs about somebody being murdered or in a brutal act of violence

fortunately the girl mentioned here survived the ordeal

Polly ~ Nirvana

Polly wants a cracker.

I think I should get off her first.

I think she wants some water

To put out the blow torch.

It isn't me, have a seed.

Let me clip dirty wings.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

I've got some rope, you have been told.

I promise you, I have been true.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

Polly wants a cracker.

Maybe she would like more food.

She asked me to untie her.

A chase would be nice for a few.

It isn't me, have a seed.

Let me clip dirty wings.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

I've got some rope, you have been told.

I promise you, I have been true.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

Polly said...

Polly says her back hurts.

And she's just as bored as me.

She caught me off my guard.

It amazes me, the will of instinct.

It isn't me, have a seed.

Let me clip dirty wings.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

I've got some rope, you have been told.

I promise you, I have been true.

Let me take a ride, don't cut yourself.

I want some help to help myself.

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These are songs where the singer is the killer:

Coward of the County-Kenny Rogers

Dark Lady-Cher

I Shot the Sheriff-Bob Marley/Eric Clapton

The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia-Vicki Lawrence

Wake Up Call-Maroon 5

And one sung in the 3rd person, but based on a quote from the real-life killer:

I Don't Like Mondays-Boomtown Rats

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Wesley Willis murdered an entire family. But he confessed....

Once upon a time, I went on a murder spree

I was on a shooting rampage

I came to your house with my Smith & Wesson

I was a stupid-ass drunk when I was trigger-happy

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

At 12:00 midnight, I invaded your home

I capped your brother and sister

I then stalked your mom and dad with the same handgun

Suddenly, I capped both of them in the head

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

When the police pulled up, I was done for

They arrested me on four murder charges

They carted me off to jail

They locked me up for killing four innocent people

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

And there are more murders and acts of violence in his repertoire.....

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Wesley Willis murdered an entire family. But he confessed....

Once upon a time, I went on a murder spree

I was on a shooting rampage

I came to your house with my Smith & Wesson

I was a stupid-ass drunk when I was trigger-happy

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

At 12:00 midnight, I invaded your home

I capped your brother and sister

I then stalked your mom and dad with the same handgun

Suddenly, I capped both of them in the head

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

When the police pulled up, I was done for

They arrested me on four murder charges

They carted me off to jail

They locked me up for killing four innocent people

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

I murdered your family

And there are more murders and acts of violence in his repertoire.....

Hahaha this is golden. I've never heard this, and yet I can just hear him saying it in my head.

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Coldplay's rendition of Murder isn't bad.

Jay Sean's M.U.R.D.E.R. isn't too trifling, either.

:)

Though not titled "murder" this song is this poster's favourite song about killing...though it's just about killing time.

Time to Kill ~ Overkill

Violent indecision

Surge of mass religion

Let me out of prison

I'm just killing time . . .

Everytime I turn around

I start to hear a familiar sound!

Counting down as time stands still

Yes, I think it's time to kill!

(chorus)

Time to kill

Time to kill

TIME TO KILL

All the mental anguish

Speaks a common language

I have yet to lavish

A chance to walk away

Every time I turn around

I start to hear a familiar sound!

Counting down as time stands still

Yes, I think it's time to kill . . .

(repeat chorus)

Unknowing, unseeing

Revelations unfold before your eyes

Relenting, repenting

No time to think or compromise

Time falling, time calling

Into a void and seal the past

You're waiting, annihilating

Making it real, making it last!!!

Worn out compromises

Inside-out demises

See through all the lies

We don't walk away

Everytime we turn around

We start to hear a familiar sound

New beginnings

Time stands still

Yes, I think it's time to kill.

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Possum Kingdom ~ Toadies

Make up your mind

Decide to walk with me

Around the lake tonight

Around the lake tonight

By my side

By my side

I'm not gonna lie

I'll not be a gentleman

Behind the boathouse

I'll show you my dark secret

I'm not gonna lie

I want you for mine

My blushing bride

My lover, be my lover, yeah

Don't be afraid

I didn't mean to scare you

So help me jesus

I can promise you

You will stay as beautiful

With dark hair

And soft skin

Forever

Forever

Make up your mind

Make up your mind

And I'll promise you

I will treat you well

My sweet angel

So help me jesus

Give it up to me

Give it up to me

Do you want to be my angel

Give it up to me

Give it up to me

Do you want to be my angel

Give it up to me

Give it up to me

Do you want to be my angel

So help me

Be my angel

Be my angel

Be my angel

Do you wanna die? (x8)

And I'll promise you

I will treat you well

My sweet angel

So help me jesus

Jesus jesus jesus

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