The Fool admits to it, and I have been known to butcher a tune or two with mistaken lyrics. And boy, don't you turn red when you're in the middle of a belted Stones song and someone starts snickering and says,
"Its 'I've been holding out so long', not 'I've been haulin' ass along', you idiot!"
Yes, I could have sworn Mick was haulin' ass. Sounds right for my part of the woods.
How about these? Anyone know these little jewels of mispronounciation?
Happy as a rafter in the market place
Actual lyric: Happy ever after in the market place
Beatles,"Ob La Di"
Hold me closer, Tony Danza
Count the head lice on the highway.
Actual lyric: Hold me closer, tiny dancer. Count the headlights on the highway.
(Elton John "Tiny Dancer")
I shot the Sheriff, but I didn't shoot him dead you see.
Actual lyric:I shot the Sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy.
(Eric Clapton)
I wanna die!
Actual lyric:Oh, what a night!
(The Four Seasons, "December 1963 (Oh What a Night)"
I wanna know
Have you ever seen Loraine?
Actual lyric:I wanna know
Have you ever seen the rain?
(Creedence Clearwater Revival)
I'll never leave your pizza burning.
Actual lyric:I'll never be your beast of burden.
(Rolling Stones)
I'm the god of Velveeta, honey.
Actual lyric:In the garden of Eden, honey.
(Iron Butterfly)
Sweet dreams are made of cheese.
Actual lyric:Sweet dreams are made of this.
(The Eurythmics)
Okay, folks, your turn, hit me with your pez shot.
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As a young 'un during WWII I thought the words to a popular novelty tune then were:
"Marzy doats and dozy doats
and little lams ah divy,
Ah kiddle dee divy too
wooden you."
I thought it was weird 'cause it didn't make any sense to me, but I worked hard to remember all those nonsense words and the rest of the lyrics.
Many years later I learned there were real actual words:
"Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy
a kid 'ill eat ivy, too,
wouldn't you?"
Give me a break! I was just a small child then, after all -- trying to fake it, rather than ask anyone.
A high school acquaintance of mine that I bumped into recently let me know, with minimal provocation from me (I guess "How you doin'?" now counts as provocation/incisive questioning these days) offered up to me, as we were in the express lane of a local supermarket, that he was sufferring from acute incontinence.
As I warily backed off to one side, just in case he had to make a mad dash out the door to alleviate the situation, I recalled that he was the fellow who mashed up the lyrices to Creedence Clearwater's Bad Moon on the Rise. His ears somehow processed the chorus of:
"Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
" as
Don't go out tonight.
Well, it's round about your wife.
There's a bathroom on your right.
We, being your normal sadistic Catholic boys, reminded him of his CCR interpretation for years.
Poor guy; he's now in perpetual search of that bathroom on the right.
I don't know if you recall this mom, but when I was younger I truly thought that Steve Miller Band song "Joker" went like this:
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I think it took me until college to figure out he says "toker" and not "talker." Obviously I didn't know weed lingo.
You forgot Bob Dylan's heart-renderin' expression of his desire to get to know the founder of Playboy magazine a little bit better:
All I really wanna do-oo-oo-oo
Is, maybe, be friends with Hugh.
The first time one of my kids played that Clash song my dirty old mind heard "F*** the Casbah" and I started railing on the poor innocent child.
Annie at the Transplantable Rose
Ohio State University Song:
"Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on.."
I was but a youngster. This is my excuse ya' know. I used to sing the chorus in this way:
"Hang on soupy, soupy hang on.."
I know there are other songs I mutilated a time or two. Can't remember them all.
REM's multi-syllabic rendition of the word Fire, in The One I Love always sounds to me like he is either saying Diana or Viagra.
Ya'll just crack me up!
Hi, Rick!
Jimi Hindrix: "Sccccccuse me, while I kiss this guy."
Should serve as a cautionary tale before we wander into any Purple Haze.
- Texas T-bone
Joared's comment about "mares eat oats, etc." was exactly my experience as a child.
I was so amazed when I found out what the words really were.
The other song that comes to mind was the lyrics "It's a fine time to leave me, Lucille" -- we all sang our hearts out with...
"It's a fine time to leave me, loose wheel."
Glad I wasn't the only one all goofed up about "mares eat oats, etc." I'll tell you I can't understand half or more of the lyrics in many rock tunes, and wish I could remember the spin I've put on more than a few of them.
As for Ohio State's "Sloopy" -- that arrangement was done by a Grad. who wrote a marching band arrangement(s?) at a Texas University -- not sure which one. His name is John Tatgenhorst -- wrote about both over at my place in the archives.
there 2 pac song that went "california.... knows how to party" lol and jamie used to sing it "california , no doubt about it" ha ha. can't ever figure out pearl jam lyrics so i make up my own as i tend to do, oh and i always mess up the smokey and the bandit sond track what was it " east bound and down, loaded up and truckin;? and what the heck does that mean anyway?love, Lara
I'm coming a little late to this thread, but there's an archive of these misheard lyrics, searchable by artist or record:
http://www.kissthisguy.com/
It's good to find out how many people have the same imperfect hearing I do.
my mom thought that the song Angie by the rolling stones said "I ain't Jeff" instead of "Angie"...it's a weird resemblance.
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