Brooklyn, New York, July 4th, 1939 - A day for fireworks.
Murder Incorporated received a contract to rub out Elliott Fress.
Stuttering Sam Goldman gave the order:
[From 'Blue Moon' by The Marcels]
Bomp-a-bomp-bomp....
Dang-a-dang.....
The job was given to Babyface Latka, notorious East New York trigger man.
As Fress stepped from his headquarters.....[machine gun fire]
His gun still smoking, Babyface called
Stuttering Sam and gave his report:
[From 'Baby Sittin' Boogie' by Buzz Clifford]
Boogie, boogie, boogie, all night
Hearing the good news, Stuttering Sam rewarded
Him with Gangland's highest tribute:
[From 'Baby Blue' by The Echoes]
You're my baby blue
But Elliott Fress was still alive.
Murder Incorporated took care of Babyface.
New York police found his body buried in:
[From 'A Hundred Pounds of Clay' by Gene McDaniels]
A hundred pounds of clay
The following day, Canary Cone, another killer,
Disguised as a messenger, delivered a small package
To the home of Elliott Fress.
As the door opened, Canary sang:
[From 'Dedicated To the One I Love' by The Shirelles]
This is dedicated to the one I love
[sound of explosion]
Realizing he was in the wrong house,
The killer looked down at his victim and said:
[From 'Pony Time' by Chubby Checker]
It's Pony time, get up!
Taken into custody, Cone made a full confession.
Armed with this evidence, the Touchables
Surrounded a Brooklyn warehouse,
Headquarters of Murder Incorporated.
Fress called to Stuttering Sam:
[From 'Surrender' by Elvis Presley]
Oh my darling, please surrender
From inside came the answer....[sound of machine gun fire]
After a brief gun battle, Stuttering Sam stumbled
From the building, screaming:
[From 'That's It-I Quit-I'm Movon' On' by Sam Cooke]
That's it. I Quit.
Aftraid he might talk, the National Crime Syndicate
Sent two killers disguised as police to the hotel where
He was being held. Terrified he pleaded:
[From 'I Don't Want To Cry' by Chuck Jackson]
I don't want to cry
He cried but not for long.....[sound of machine gun fire]
Mortally wounded, Stuttering Sam fell from
A seventeenth story window. His final words were:
[From 'Blue Moon' by The Marcels]
Bomp-a-bomp-bomp.......
Dang-a-dang.....
This was the end of Murder Incorporated.
Called to Washington for official ceremonies,
The Touchables were asked what dangerous a**ignment
They would like next.
"We would like our own television show!"
Murder Incorporated received a contract to rub out Elliott Fress.
Stuttering Sam Goldman gave the order:
[From 'Blue Moon' by The Marcels]
Bomp-a-bomp-bomp....
Dang-a-dang.....
The job was given to Babyface Latka, notorious East New York trigger man.
As Fress stepped from his headquarters.....[machine gun fire]
His gun still smoking, Babyface called
Stuttering Sam and gave his report:
[From 'Baby Sittin' Boogie' by Buzz Clifford]
Boogie, boogie, boogie, all night
Hearing the good news, Stuttering Sam rewarded
Him with Gangland's highest tribute:
[From 'Baby Blue' by The Echoes]
You're my baby blue
But Elliott Fress was still alive.
Murder Incorporated took care of Babyface.
New York police found his body buried in:
[From 'A Hundred Pounds of Clay' by Gene McDaniels]
A hundred pounds of clay
The following day, Canary Cone, another killer,
Disguised as a messenger, delivered a small package
To the home of Elliott Fress.
As the door opened, Canary sang:
[From 'Dedicated To the One I Love' by The Shirelles]
This is dedicated to the one I love
[sound of explosion]
Realizing he was in the wrong house,
The killer looked down at his victim and said:
[From 'Pony Time' by Chubby Checker]
It's Pony time, get up!
Taken into custody, Cone made a full confession.
Armed with this evidence, the Touchables
Surrounded a Brooklyn warehouse,
Headquarters of Murder Incorporated.
Fress called to Stuttering Sam:
[From 'Surrender' by Elvis Presley]
Oh my darling, please surrender
From inside came the answer....[sound of machine gun fire]
After a brief gun battle, Stuttering Sam stumbled
From the building, screaming:
[From 'That's It-I Quit-I'm Movon' On' by Sam Cooke]
That's it. I Quit.
Aftraid he might talk, the National Crime Syndicate
Sent two killers disguised as police to the hotel where
He was being held. Terrified he pleaded:
[From 'I Don't Want To Cry' by Chuck Jackson]
I don't want to cry
He cried but not for long.....[sound of machine gun fire]
Mortally wounded, Stuttering Sam fell from
A seventeenth story window. His final words were:
[From 'Blue Moon' by The Marcels]
Bomp-a-bomp-bomp.......
Dang-a-dang.....
This was the end of Murder Incorporated.
Called to Washington for official ceremonies,
The Touchables were asked what dangerous a**ignment
They would like next.
"We would like our own television show!"