Boy, the way Glenn Miller played,
Songs that made the hit parade,
Guys like us, we had it made…
Those were the days!
And you knew who you weeeerrree then!
Goils were goils and men were men.
Mister, we could use a man like Hoibert Hoover again.
Didn’t need no welfare state.
Everybody pulled his weight.
Gee, our old LaSalle ran great.
Then the moiders begaaaan!
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
And then the murders all began.
Knight Rider. A shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist. Michael Knight: a young loner on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent, the helpless, the powerless, in a world of criminals who operate above the law. And then the murders began.
Nel mezzo del cammin
di nostra vita,
mi ritrovai per
una selva oscura…
… e poi sono iniziati gli omicidi.
A place where nobody dared to go, the love that we came to know. They call it Xanadu. And then the murders began. (It takes your breath, and it’ll leave you blind…)
Now that I’m here, now that you’re near… I’ll mur…dur…you…
We’re no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of
You wouldn’t get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling
And then the murders began
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
And then the Murders began.
I know, US Thanksgiving isn’t even here yet, but going by most marketing…I’m a month late
Plot twist - she’s also a murderer and only finds their bodies when she’s hiding one of her own
Dun! Dun!
Sounds like a…
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killer plot.
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands
clap, clap
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands
clap, clap
If you’re happy and you know it (everybody!)
And you really want to show it
If you’re happy…
And the murders then began.
clap, clap
On a dark desert Highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
… And then the murders began.
Just sit right back
And you’ll hear a tale
A tale of a fateful trip,
That started from this tropic port,
Aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailin’ lad,
The Skipper brave and sure,
Five passengers set sail that day,
And the Murders then began,
The Murders then Began
I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my Ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.
And then the murders began.
This is a little too close to reality
Too on the nose. And not just currently.
Some of this is legend, but at least this much is fact; when rioting citizens of France destroyed the Bastille, they discovered within its records this mysterious entry: Prisoner # 64389000 - The Man in the Iron Mask.
And then the murders began.
They stabbed them with their steely knives and then the murders began.
In the beginning of years, when the world was so new and all, and the Animals were just beginning to work for Man, there was a Camel, and he lived in the middle of a Howling Desert because he did not want to work; and besides, he was a Howler himself. So he ate sticks and thorns and tamarisks and milkweed and prickles, most ‘scruciating idle; and when anybody spoke to him he said ‘Humph!’ Just ‘Humph!’ and no more. And then the murders began.
- How the Camel Got His Hump, Rudyard Kipling
Oh, the grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men,
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And then the murders began.