The organist is dead, the organist is dead We found him in the kitchen with a bass string 'round his neck All the girls are crying, the bassman's on the run
But then he passed away, but then he passed away A drumstick in his backbone, his face is kind of gray The cops they want the drummer but he has escaped
The organ had a string around his neck A drumstick stuckin' in the bassman's back Slayer unidentified, no one knows where he may hide Who will be the next to die?
The drummer has been killed, the drummer has been killed Hit by a bongo, confused by unknown pills percussion under suspect, but nowhere to be found
The bongo player is dead, the bongo player is dead if he wasn't guilty, who could be instead everybody's clueless, every suspect died
The organ had a string around his neck A drumstick stuckin' in the bassman's back Bloody was the drummers head, the bongo's wife is very sad Who will be the next to cry?
The commodore is dead, the commodore is dead, Oh some mysterious fever made his mind go mad All this wacky music, all these stupid songs
Now the case is clear, now the case is clear Just listen to the music if you want to live in fear So never trust musicians cause they are all insane