And Then The Murders Began

The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge. And then the murders began, courtesy of United Brick & Mortar Co.

It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him. And then the murders began.

If you are like most youth soccer coaches, you have probably been recruited from the ranks of concerned parents, soccer enthusiasts, or community volunteers. And then the murders began.

Dies iræ, dies illa
Solvet sæclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sibylla.

Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando Judex est venturus,
Cuncta stricte discussurus!

Tuba mirum spargens sonum,
Per sepulchra regionum,
Coget omnes ante thronum.

Mors stupebit et natura,
Cum resurget creatura,
Judicanti responsura.

Liber scriptus proferetur,
In quo totum continetur,
Unde mundus judicetur.

Judex ergo cum sedebit,
Quidquid latet apparebit:
Caedes deinde coepit.

It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I’ve done
And then the murders began.


Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait…
And then the murders began.

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned
And then the murders began.

Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot…
But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville, did NOT!

Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming,
“I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!”

“I know!”, he soon smiled, "I’ll murder them all!
Every Who down in Whoville, the tall AND the small!

"That brat Cindy Lou will be first to start bleeding,
She’ll get limp and pale in spite of her pleading.

"I’ll chop her and feed her to my little dog Max,
He’s been a good boy. He deserves some Who snacks.

“The rest of the Whos will die next, one by one,
They’ll never see Christmas! What wonderful fun!”

So many nights I’d sit by my window
Waiting for someone to sing me his song
So many dreams I kept deep inside me
Alone in the dark but now you’ve come along

And then the murders began
You give me hope to kill them all
The murders begin, and fill my nights with song

Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wooden shoe?

And then the murders began…

The roses in the window box have tilted to one side
Everything about this house was born to grow and die
Oh it doesn’t seem a year ago to this very day
You said I’m sorry honey, if I don’t change the pace
I can’t face another day

And that’s when all the murders began
Oh it kills me to think of you with another man
I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan
But my guitar couldn’t hold you so I killed the band
That’s when all the murders began

It was always slow in Albuquerque on Tuesday nights, but tonight was worse than usual. Man it was Dead. Then the murders began

The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door… and then the murders began.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine.
I never understood a single word he said,
But he helped when the murders began.

She wished something would happen. And then the murders began.

“I, Donald John Trump, do solemnly swear 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.

Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra. Mirab, his sails unfurled. Uzani, his army with fists open.

Shaka, when the murders began.

Ave, Imperator, morituri te salutamus!

Tunc enim coepit mori.

Hello darkness my old friend;
I’ve seen the murders start again…

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes, each one she murders goes “AAAaaaarrrghhh!”

In the corner of a first-class smoking carriage, Mr. Justice Wargrave, lately retired from the bench, puffed at a cigar and ran an interested eye through the political news in the Times. And then the murders began.

This old man, he played one,
He played knick-knack on my thumb
Knick-knack paddywhack, give the dog a bone,
Now the murders have begun.