You’ll find more info if you look around. There’s a band called Iko Iko. The Grateful Dead used to perform this song a lot. For these and other reasons you get a lot of hits by searching for “Iko Iko.”
My interpretation:
Filling up an empty bottle with holes along the bottom is pointless. It makes a huge mess.
Trying to invest emotion in (filling up) a lonely person (empty bottle) who has greater psychological issues (holes along the bottom) is pointless. It makes a huge mess.
So mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom.
Although, the “Don’t masturbate with an open glass bottle” message is important, too.
I think Iko Iko and the following gibberish is what happens when Cajuns write a song, and then non cajuns try to sing it, and then grandchildren of non cajuns try to sing it…
There may be a cajun somewhere who culd make a good guess as to what it means.
If men had wings,
and bore black feathers,
few of them would be clever enough to be crows.
Dave Barry notwithstanding, I know Don McLean filled “American Pie” with allusions to Buddy Holly–refer to “Return of the Straight Dope” for this. LA radio personalityh Geoff Edwards commented on the air that it was (allegedly!) “on a date with Dick Butkus.” (lol!)
In the Sixties, Nancy Wilson sang a song titled “How Glad I Am.” A line at the end of each verse was, “And you don’t know, you don’t know, you don’t know, you don’t know…how glad I am.” It sounded like she was singing “And you don’t know… how the hell I am.”
to understand the plus lyrics you only need to look at the next line:
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
Saying that will someone with more perception be able to tell someone is lonely when they put on a good show… this is even more evidenced by the preceeding lyrics:
Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I
found?
A girl is leaving, she’s disguising her hurt and he’s wondering if someone more perceptive, like a dog’s keen sense of smell, could tell if she was lonely even if she was hiding behind a “mask”
To deal with men by force is as impractical as to deal with nature by persuasion.
And I feel that time’s a wasted
go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I feel that these are lies to
come
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I
found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell
her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel, so much depends on
the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the
eyes of disarray
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I
found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell
her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for
tomorrow
To deal with men by force is as impractical as to deal with nature by persuasion.
How about these Grateful Dead lyrics to the song China Cat Sunflower:
"Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower
proudwalking jingle in the midnight sun
Copperdome Bodhi drip a silver kimono
like a crazyquilt stargown
through a dream night wind
Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana
like a one eyed Cheshire
like a diamond eye Jack
A leaf of all colors plays
a golden string fiddle
to a double-e waterfall over my back
Comic book colors on a violin river
crying Leonardo words
from out a silk trombone
I rang a silent bell
beneath a shower of pearls
in the eagle wing palace
of the Queen Chinee"
mm Maybe my age is showin’ here but for lyrics it’s gotta be Dylan. ‘Brother’s in the basemint talkin bout the guvamint…’ "…look out kid they keep it all hid’
once new a ‘dancer’ who swore that Janis was singin, “my friends all ride horseys I must make amends.”
Thanks Burn. I think I get it now. I think I read too many true crime paperbacks, I couldn’t get past the idea that dogs were sniffing out a dead, rotten body.
Okay, now what about A.D.I.D.A.S. by Korn or Closer by NIN?