1. "Black Honeymoon" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

With two parts down and two to go
We're halfway through the Dain Curse show
And if we're playing Name That Tune
This part is called Black Honeymoon
Honeymoon, Black Honeymoon
We'll name this tune Black Honeymoon

As back from Reno come the two
He bills at her, but she won't coo
And something worse will happen soon
To make a blacker honeymoon
Honeymoon, Black Honeymoon
We'll name this tune Black Honeymoon

But that would be a spoiler so
For now we'll have to let that go
So gather round, pull up a seat
Black Honeymoon should be a treat
Honeymoon, Black Honeymoon
We'll name this tune Black Honeymoon

2. "Off the Beaten Path" (instrumental) by SunoAI (v4.5)

3. "A Honeymoon in Separate Rooms" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

A walk along
A mountain path
Something went wrong
A head was smashed
Slipped off the cliff
Grabbed at a bush
Wondering if
He had been pushed
 
A honeymoon
In separate rooms
Two people doomed
To lives of gloom
A honeymoon
In separate rooms
A marriage doomed
To be entombed
 
And there he hung
For one short stay
To life he clung
Till roots gave way
And then he fell
And smashed his head
Heaven or hell
Or not -- he's dead
 
A honeymoon
In separate rooms
A marriage doomed
To be entombed

4. "Quesada, Quesada" by DaveKY and SunoAI (v4.5)

For Senorita Gaby
It hardly could be worse
She treated Senor badly
How could she blame the Curse?

She wasn't at the Tookers
Shell-casings on the floor
His absence must have shook her
She hadn't locked the door

Quesada, Quesada
Her chance seems less than nada
With deputies like Rolly on her trail
Quesada, Quesada
The entire enchilada
Seems designed to wind her up in jail

She sped off in the flivver
Alone, at first, we think
And then a man was with her
The worse to make things stink

And then the roadster crashes
A eucalyptus tree
Confused as Senor Dash is
Is what we're sure to be

Quesada, Quesada
Her chance seems less than nada
With deputies like Rolly on her trail
Quesada, Quesada
The entire enchilada
Seems designed to wind her up in jail

And so our little hophead's
Condition's not the best
One of these days she'll drop dead
From drug-induced arrest
From drug-induced, cardiac arrest

5. "Back to Quesada" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

The curse may be eggs in the coffee
But ransom's a pig in a poke
The note sent to Owen Fitzstephan
May be nothing more than a joke

Now Owen may be literary
In fact he's a bit of a fop
But he can be tough in a tussle
Though not quite as tough as the Op

He angled the Op for an invite
And offered to lend him a hand
He wasn't a bad hand at snooping
And he knew the lay of the land

So back to Quesada
Quesada we go
Where there is a lotta
Stuff that we don't know
The girl's gone; who got her?
So on with the show
And back to Quesada
Quesada we go

His method of investigation
Is erudite, though often wrong
It raises the level of discourse
So might as well bring him along

And so we are off to Quesada
The Op first, with Owen behind
The plot is quite soon to be thickened
So keep all the plot points in mind

So back to Quesada
Quesada we go
Where there is a lotta
Stuff that we don't know
The girl's gone; who got her?
So on with the show
And back to Quesada
Quesada we go, &c.

6. "Blinded by Ambition" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

The sheriff and the marshal and the county D.A.
All want to be the focus of the news of the day
They meet with the reporters and make sure they all take notes
Get pictures in the papers and get words enclosed in quotes
Each wants to be perceived as one big man with one big mission
But they can't complete the mission when they're blinded by ambition
 
When ambition is blind
All you got on your mind
Is getting consigned extra credit
Your task is defined
By what makes you shine
It'll prey on your mind if you let it

The prosecutor, sheriff and the marshal all know
That if they're in the news their reputation will grow
And like all politicians their concern is just for "me"
So what's it even matter if the guilty should go free?
Each wants to be perceived as one big man with one big mission
But they can't complete the mission when they're blinded by ambition

When you're blinded by ambition
You forget about the mission
That's an error of omission, buddy, pal!
It don't take a pro logician
To see flaws in your position
It's subtraction by addition; find the gal!  &c.

7. "A Feral Cat Indeed" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

A carload full of bloodhounds
Was chasing down a lead
But one of them was feral
A feral cat indeed
And he had dragged a herring
Across the trail ahead
To lead them to a suspect
A man he wanted dead

A carload full of bloodhounds
Was sloshing through the rain
The driver was a lone wolf
Who'd planned a clever frame
He drove them to a farmhouse
He showed them to a bed
With clues that implicated
The man he wanted dead

It's bad enough when po-po's
Just mill around like dodos
Or rush around like Sennett's Keystone Cops
But when their views are slanted
And evidence is planted
That's when the mass confusion never stops

And when a township's marshal
Though sworn to be impartial
Attempts to pin a job upon his rival
The public is in peril
The bloodhounds have gone feral
And no one is assured of his survival

A carload full of bloodhounds
Was chasing down a lead
But one of them was feral
A feral cat indeed

8. "Guilty Just the Same" by DaveKY & SunoAI (v4.5)

A boatload full of bloodhounds
Went looking for a cove
They found it on the shoreline
Where Tim, their driver, drove
And there they found the culprit
With Gaby, who'd been snatched
And there they put an end to
The plot that had been hatched

The man picked up his rifle
Made sure that it was cocked
And then threw down upon them
Before they could get docked
He shouted, "Double crosser!"
And tried to take a life
And even though they killed him
He hadn't killed the wife

He was framed, he was framed
But he's guilty just the same
It happens that way sometimes
In this here sleuthing game
He was framed, he was framed
But his innocence was feigned
And if he weren't a dead man
He ought to be detained

The man who framed his rival
(The marshal with the wife)
He found out she was cheating
And therefore took her life
It was another frame-up
But this one didn't work
The Op did some detecting
And then accused the jerk

With one hand on his pistol
And one hand on his wrist
The Op subdued the marshal
The sheriff stopped his fist
But what of Harvey Whidden?
(The one the marshal framed)
It turned out he was guilty
And should have been detained

He was framed, he was framed
But he's guilty just the same
It happens that way sometimes
In this here sleuthing game
He was framed, he was framed
But his innocence was feigned
And though he is a dead man
He's guilty just the same

9. "Off the Beaten Path" (full reprise) by SunoAI (v4.5)