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Once upon a time in Hollywood


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Once upon a time in Hollywood

It was a warm summer night in LA, August ’69,
A single night of infamy and psychic darkness for mankind.
Sharon Tate was close to fulfilling her empty outcries,
when the night burned its cloak in the sunrise.

Earlier before dawn, a quiet eerie breeze came alive
and kept blowin’ down the canyon to 10050 Cielo Drive.
A night so quiet, you could almost hear the sound of ice,
rattling in cocktail shakers in the homes of celebrity paradise.

The canyon walls came alive with eerie echoes.
Blood-curdling screams and cries of “Please don’t, Oh, God No”
Several were listening, no one saw a thing.
It happened so suddenly, so sudden without warning.

Red sky in the morning, Shepherds beware,
Bad news at the front door, “Blood, bodies everywhere”
Sharon Tate and four others tangled in a pig-slaughtering spree.
Spilled blood staining the walls with words for all to see.

Fear and panic swept through Hollywood
from the seaside bungalows to the canyon neighborhoods.
Oh, Mercy Mercy, “whats going on”?
Talk to me Marvin, C'mon talk to me, tell me what's going on.

A devil in disguise, in the city of angels, where did it go?
Ask Dennis, a beach boy, he should know.
Business is business, death to that scoundrel,
Psychotic revenge is psychotic revenge, and it’s murder so brutal.

Casey Kasem, Kiss FM, fills the airwaves with passion,
sending psychic vibes to all of God’s children.
play me some songs, Casey Kasem,
Play me the Beatles White album,
Play me “Revolution, play me ”Helter Skelter,
Take me to the place Martin Luther King Jr. went down.
Take me to the place Malcolm X went down.