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