The Velvet Underground - The Murder Mystery [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)]
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic
Requiring memories
Both lovely and guilt free
Lurid and lovely with twilight of ages
Luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter
Laconic giggles
Ennui fort the passions
In order to justify most spurious desires
Rectify moments
Most serious and urgent
To hail upon the face of most odious time
Requiring replies most facile and vacuous
With words nearly singed
With the heartbeat of passions
Spew forth with the grace of a tart going under
Subject of great concern
Noble origin

[Verse 1 Right Voice (Reed, Yule)]
Denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns
Skewer the sieve of optical sewer
Release the handle that holds all the gates up
Puncture the eyeballs
That seep all the muck up
Read all the books and the people worth reading
And still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling

[Verse 2 L]
Please raise the flag
Rosy red carpet envy
English used here
Is messenger is nervous
It's no fun at all
Out here in the hall

[Verse 2 R]
Mister moonlight
Succulent smooth and gorgeous
Isn't it nice?
We're number One and so forth
Isn't it sweet being unique?

[Verse 3 L]
For screeching and yelling and various offenses
Lower the queen and bend her over the tub
Against the state, the country, the committee
Hold her head under the water please for an hour
For groveling and spewing and various offenses
Puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow
The inverse, the obverse, the converse,the reverse
The sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow
For suitable reckonings too numerous to mention
As the queen is fat she is devoured by rats
There is one way to skin a cat
Or poison a rat it is hetero
Four hear to three forthrightly stated

[Verse 3 R]
Relent and obverse
And inverse and perverse
And reverse the inverse
Of perverse and reverse
And reverse and reverse
And reverse and reverse
And chop it and pluck it
And cut it and spit it
And sew it to joy
On the edge of a cyclops
And spinet it to rage
On the edge of a cylindrical minute

[Verse 4 L]
Put down that rag
Simpering, callow and morose
Who let you in?
If I knew, then I could get out
The murder you see is a mystery to me

[Verse 4 R]
Dear Mister Muse
Fellow of wit and gentry
Medieval ruse
Filling the shallow and empty
Fools that duel
Duel in pools

[Verse 5 L]
To Rembrandt and Oswald
To peanuts and ketchup
Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes
Up to the stand with your foot on the bible
As king I must order and constantly arouse
If you swear to catch up and throw up and up up
A king full of virgin kiss me and spin it
Excuse to willow and wander dark wonders
Divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat
The fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms
The king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe
The torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry
And set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse

[Verse 5 R]
Tantalize poets with visions of grandeur
Their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost
As the living try hard to retain what the dead lost
With double dead sickness from writing at what cost
And business and business
And reverse and reverse
And set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse

[Verse 6 L]
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
Objections suffice
Apelike and tactile bassoon
Oboeing me
Cordon the virus' section
Off to the left
Is what is not right

[Verse 6 R]
English arcane
Tantamount here to frenzy
Passing for me
Lascivious elder passion
Corpulent filth
Disguised as silk

[Verse 7 L]
Contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom
I shall poison the city and sink it with fire
For Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor
The messenger's wig seems fraught with desire
For blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies
The messenger's skirt, would you please hook it higher
For children and adults all those under ninety
How truly disgusting. Would you please put it down?
A stray in this fray is no condom worth saving
As king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible
A robe and a robe and a robe and a bat
No double class inverse could make lying worth dying

[Verse 7 R]
With cheap simian melodies
Hillbilly outgush
For illiterate ramblings
For cheap understanding
The simple the inverse, the compost, the reverse
The obtuse and stupid, and business, and business
And cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse
While the real thing is dying

[Verse 8 L]
Accept the pig
Enter the Owl and Gorgeous
King on the left
It on the right
And primping
Adjusting his nose
As he reads from his scroll

[Verse 8 R]
Folksy knockwurst
Peel back the skin of French
And what do you find?
Follicles intertwinning
Succulent prose
Wrapped up in robes

[Verse 9 L]
Off with his head
Take his head from his neck off
Requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree
Put out his eyes, then cut his nose off
Sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes
Scoop out his brain
Put a string where his ears were
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Swing the whole mess at the end of the wire
Scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor
Let the wire extend from the tip of a rose
Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh!
But retains the remnants of what once was a nose
Pass me my robe
Fill my bath up with water

[Verse 9 R]
Jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune
While making them happy with the inverse and obverse
And making them happy and making them happy
With the coy and the stupid
Just another dumb lackey
Who puts out one thing
While singing the other
But the real thing's alone
And it is no man's brother

[Verse 10 L]
No one knows
No nose is good news and senseless
Extend the wine
Drink here toast to selfless
Ten year old port
Is perfect in court

[Verse 10 R]
Safety is nice
Not an unwise word spoken
Scary, bad dreams
Made safe in lovely songs
No doom or gloom
Allowed in this room

[Verse 11 L]
Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling
Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven
Skull silly wagon and justice and perverse
And reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse
Blueberry catalog, questionable earnings
Hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry
To battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt
While chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt
Disease please seems the order of the day
Please the king, please the king, please the king day
Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling
Point of order return the king here to the ceiling

[Verse 11 R]
Oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed
Or remembered at nights
When the I is alone
But to skewer and ravage and savage and split
With the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit
To stun and to stagger with words as such stone
That those who do hear cannot again return home

[Verse 12 L]
Razzamatazz
There's nothing on my shoulder
Lust is a must
Shaving my head's made me bolder
Will you kindly read
What it was I brought thee

[Verse 12 R]
Hello to Ray
Hello to Godiva and Angel
Who let you in?
Isn't it nice
The party?
Aren't the lights
Pretty at night?