Help me compile a cd with that theme.

Where The Wild Roses Grow - Nick Cave
Psycho Killer - Talking Heads
Country Death Song - Violent Femmes

Maxwell's Silver Hammer--The Beatles
Wait And Bleed--Slipknot
Earl Had To Die--The Dixie Chicks
Jailhouse Blues--Johnny Cash
Kill You--Eminem
The Jeffrey Dahmer Song--Dr. Demento

Also, I have one under my belt... Its called LOVE YOU SO.

Any bloody Nick Cave song, that bloke gives me the creeps.

Murder - David Gilmour

Actually, the Dixie Chicks song is called "Goodbye Earl". Ah... memories of childhood.



I was actually trying to make a mix of songs about stalking a while back, but the only ones I could think of were pretty sucky. Maybe I should start a thread about that.

how about the most famous murder song?stagger lee.....

or that johnny cash song i shot a man in reno just to watch him die....

or last caress by the misfits?i got something to say i killed you baby today.....

Good suggestions! Give me more.

i'm sure there are some U2 songs about murder...

sunday bloody sunday is more about IRA murder, but murder none the less

Killing Me Softly With This Song
Rage Against The Machine - Killing in the name of

Quoted from somedude210

i'm sure there are some U2 songs about murder...

sunday bloody sunday is more about IRA murder, but murder none the less

Ouch, Somedude, reread your history on Bloody Sunday, it was Brits, not the IRA doing the shooting.  Nothing personal to the Brits on the forum, but that was one black day in British-Irish history, like our Selma March or Birmingham church bombing in the 1960s.


But here's my list:
1.  Pretty Polly--folk tune in which Willie murders Polly (see also, Omie Wise, Knoxille/Wexford Girl, etc.)
2.  Cocaine Blues--Johnny Cash, George Thorogood, et al (I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my lady down)
3.  Frankie and Johnny--like Staggerlee--classic African-American murder ballad
4.  I Shot Sheriff (but not the deputy, apparently--self-defense?)
5.  Down by the River (where Neil Young shot his baby)
6.  Jeannie Needs a Shooter (Warren Zevon and Springsteen wrote this one)
7.  Watching the Detectives (Elvis C. and somebody gets killed, I think)
8.  Me and My Uncle (Grateful Dead--and I shot his dead a** there by the side of the road--or something like that)
9.  Riders on the Storm (Doors, with its killer on the road .  .  .)
10.  Otto Wood, the Bandit (The Carolina Buddies, old-time music but pretty bad-a**)

The Legend Of Wooly Swamp - Charlie Daniels

If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around.


refrain:
But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.


The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in the gurgling woods
And he never did do a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care about people anyway
All he cared about was his money.
He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars and bury it all around
But on certain nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the ground.
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his fingers through it.
Old Lucias Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all there ever was to it.

refrain

The Crayton boys were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek
They were a real snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak.
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later
We'll get old Lucias' money and we'll pitch him to the alligators.
They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand.
And they all went crazy and they beat the old man
Then they picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
Till the black water sucked him down.
Then they turned around and went back to the shack
And they picked up the money and ran.
But they hadn't gone nowheres when they realized
They were running in quicksand.
And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away
Then just before they were gone
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice that was loud and strong.

Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there again
There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three yound men screaming
And you can hear that old man laugh.


If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around.

refrain

Quoted from adamzero

Ouch, Somedude, reread your history on Bloody Sunday, it was Brits, not the IRA doing the shooting.  Nothing personal to the Brits on the forum, but that was one black day in British-Irish history, like our Selma March or Birmingham church bombing in the 1960s.


But here's my list:
1.  Pretty Polly--folk tune in which Willie murders Polly (see also, Omie Wise, Knoxille/Wexford Girl, etc.)
2.  Cocaine Blues--Johnny Cash, George Thorogood, et al (I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my lady down)
3.  Frankie and Johnny--like Staggerlee--classic African-American murder ballad
4.  I Shot Sheriff (but not the deputy, apparently--self-defense?)
5.  Down by the River (where Neil Young shot his baby)
6.  Jeannie Needs a Shooter (Warren Zevon and Springsteen wrote this one)
7.  Watching the Detectives (Elvis C. and somebody gets killed, I think)
8.  Me and My Uncle (Grateful Dead--and I shot his dead a** there by the side of the road--or something like that)
9.  Riders on the Storm (Doors, with its killer on the road .  .  .)
10.  Otto Wood, the Bandit (The Carolina Buddies, old-time music but pretty bad-a**)

crap, my bad. thats what i meant

Pride (in the name of love)

I'm no fan of the IRA or Sinn Fein, but Bloody Sunday set back peace for at least three decades.   A colossal error.

John and Paul both wrote songs in response to the situation.  

SBS? that was made in like the 83, that at least brought some of the feelings of the innocent bystanders to those that were killing them

Yay, what a positive theread this is!

I know it's not positive.  But it is positive that U2 didn't let their song get used as an sectarian anthem.  God Bless 'em.  

On Bloody Sunday the soldiers shot women and kids fleeing--they even shot people who had stopped to tend the wounded.  

I know Christmas celebrates the birth of Christ and the hope of his life, but that life is inextricably linked to his sacrifice and the message that violence is not the answer.  We have to learn how to solve our problems without killing each other if we're going to make it as a planet, a species and a set of souls.  

I think John Lennon preached the same kind of thing.  He wasn't, in the end, bigger than Jesus, but his message was spot-on, whether he called himself Christian or Buddhist or Hindu or whatever.  

Stop the killing now . . .

Sorry Mairi Christmas, if the world had more of you we'd be a much better place.  

"Now lemme tell you somethin'. I've had enough of Irish Americans who haven't been back to their country in twenty or thirty years come up to me and talk about the resistence, the revolution back home. And the glory of the revolution, and the glory of dyin' for the revolution. f*** the revolution! They don't talk about the glory of killing for the revolution. What's the glory in takin' a man from his bed and gunnin' him down in front of his wife and his children? Where's the glory in that? Where's the glory in bombing a Rememberance Day parade of old-aged pensioners, their medals taken out and polished up for the day. Where's the glory in that? To leave them dyin', or crippled for life, or dead, under the rubble of a revolution that the majority of the people of my country don't want. Sing no more!" - Bono during SBS

Amen, Bono.

amen indeed

I'll drink to peace

warren zevon...roland the headless thompson gunner,excitable boy

That son-of-a-b**** Van Owen!

BLEW OFF ROLANDS HEAD......

NOFX - Murder The Government
Propagandhi - Kill Bill Harcus
SFA - I Killed Kurt
Henrietta Collins & The Wifebeating Childhaters - I Have Come To Kill You
Henrietta Collins & The Wifebeating Childhaters - Drive By Shooting
Body Count - Cop Killer

Such hate. Why can't we just learn to love one another? Violence only begets violence.

I'm one of the least hateful people I know, but I just enjoy listening to hateful music every once in a while.

It's better to make agressive music than to actually be agressive.

No-one mentioned Hey Joe by Hendrix?

I Hung My Head - Sting