album cover
album cover
Release DateJuly 15, 1997
LabelRhino Atlantic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM141

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ensemble
Ensemble
Performer
David Finck
David Finck
Bass Guitar
Ted Mook
Ted Mook
Cello
Jason Howland
Jason Howland
Conductor
Adam Cohen
Adam Cohen
Keyboards
Jan Rosenberg
Jan Rosenberg
Keyboards
Ron Melrose
Ron Melrose
Keyboards
Kim Scharnberg
Kim Scharnberg
Orchestra
Herb Besson
Herb Besson
Percussion
James Saporito
James Saporito
Percussion
Randall Hicks
Randall Hicks
Percussion
R.J. Kelley
R.J. Kelley
Trombone
Debra Shufelt
Debra Shufelt
Viola
Dale Stuckenbruck
Dale Stuckenbruck
Violin
Nam Sook Lee
Nam Sook Lee
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leslie Bricusse
Leslie Bricusse
Lyrics
Frank Wildhorn
Frank Wildhorn
Composer
Steve Cuden
Steve Cuden
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Wildhorn
Frank Wildhorn
Producer
Karl Richardson
Karl Richardson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Read about the hideous murder
Profane, religious murder
(That poor old bishop)
(What a shock)
Seen walking with his daughter
A moment prior to slaughter
(The shepherd tendin' to his flock)
[Verse 2]
He died in a London slum
(A slave to martyrdom)
He died without complaint
(He should be made a saint)
He's gone back home to God
It all seems very odd
Why should it be
This mystery?
[Verse 3]
Murder, murder
In the night air
Murder, murder
It's a nightmare
Murder, murder
It's a right scare
Bloody murder
In the night
Murder, murder
Makes your heart thump
Murder, murder
Makes your nerves jump
Murder, murder
Makes your blood pump
Bloody murder
In the night
[Verse 4]
Sweet death has taken
This brave man from us
(Requiem aeternam)
Friends, take what comfort
That you can from us
(Dona eis, Domine)
[Verse 5]
General Glossop
I'm happy to inform you that you are relieved of your duties, sir
All of them
[Verse 6]
Look at this, another murder
Just like that other murder
That poor old General Glossop, dead
(Last week that bishop copped it)
(That bloke that done it hopped it)
(That fella must be off his head)
That's two in the last four days
This killer has fancy ways
(To kill outside St. Paul's)
(Requires a lotta balls)
He hates the upper class
(He must be on his ass)
(Who could he be?)
Don't look at me
[Verse 7]
Bloody murder in the night
[Verse 8]
Murder, murder
Doin' folks in
Murder, murder
Is the worst sin
Murder, murder (Bloody murder)
Has me screamin'
Bloody murder
In the night
Murder, murder
Makes me blood thin
Murder, murder
Makes me head spin
Murder, murder
Starts me drinkin'
Bloody murder
In the night (Bloody murder in the night)
In the night
[Verse 9]
Bessie, my love
You really should be more careful
Wearing your real diamonds out on the street
You never know whom you might encounter
[Verse 10]
London has a killer on the loose
(Could be a gang)
Gotta get his head inside a noose
(The man must hang)
Maybe his nerve will fail him
(They've got to try to nail him)
They've gotta trail and jail him now
Murder
No matter who we're blamin'
Till they pull what's his name in
There's gonna be one flamin' row
[Verse 11]
Murder, murder
It's a curse, man
Murder, murder
It's perverse, man
Murder, murder
Nothing's worse than
Bloody murder
In the night
[Verse 12]
Bad news from God, Teddy
[Verse 13]
Read about the worst two murders
(Much worse than the first two murders)
That makes it murders three and four
(They've murdered dear old Bessie)
I hear extremely messy
(And poor old Archie is no more)
They say there's lots of blood and gore
[Verse 14]
That's four in the last eight days
It's London's latest craze
(This time, he was in Park Lane)
(And he may come back again)
Until the killer's found
There's danger all around
What can we do?
We wish we knew
[Verse 15]
Catchin' such a madman could be hard
(He'll kill at will)
'Cause they're all so thick at Scotland Yard
(No brains) No skill
He'll kill us if we let him
They'd better go and get him
(I know a way to net him) How?
Murder
No matter who we're blamin'
Till they pull what's his name in
There's gonna be, there's gonna be
There's gonna be, there's gonna be
One flamin' row
[Verse 16]
Murder, murder
On our doorstep
Murder, murder
So watch your step
Murder, murder
Take one more step
You'll be murdered
In the night
Murder, murder
Once there's one done
Murder, murder
Can't be undone
Murder, murder
Lives in London
Bloody murder
In the night
In the night
Written by: Frank Wildhorn, Leslie Bricusse, Steve Cuden
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