NIN “I want to fuck you like an animal”
Made me cringe the first time I heard it since we were using it as a demo cd in our speaker room at BestBuy in the middle of the day.
RealityChuck, can i ask what in the chorus of “The Gambler” could possibly give you an :eek: ?
i mean, i could easily not be “up” (heh heh) on all possible double-entendres that are out there, but if there’s something i’m missing in
You got to know when to hold ‘em
Know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for countin’
When the dealin’s done
then it’s so subtle that it’s completely off my radar.
How about anything from Lucille Bogan’s Shave 'em Dry? Recorded (IIRC) in 1934, and the whole song’s one long :eek:. To wit, she starts off with:
I got nipples on my titties big as the end of my thumb…
I got somethin’ between my legs that’ll make a dead man come.
It just gets raunchier from there. Classic stuff.
Regarding The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, I have no idea why the Baez version ever gets played. Listen to The Band’s version, particularly the Last Waltz CD, where Levon Helm gives a great performance.
I’m surprised nobody has mentioned:
“We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun
but the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach”
Seeing “make a dead man come” reminds me of when Mick sang that at the end of “Start Me Up.” I remember when years before there was a to-do over “Who the fuck are you” in “Who Are You” and you had to really pay attention to hear that line. Then Jagger lets loose with that and no one says a word!
This is why any attempt at censorship drives me up a tree.
I don’t recall ever hearing any other version then The Band’s. I guess I’m just lucky.
One that still gets me to this day is The Who’s Who are You. Near the end of the song, Roger Daltrey clearly says “Who the fuck are you!?!” at least twice. It’s on classic rock stations every day, and I don’t think a censored version even exists.
Because it’s absolutely meaningless, yet is presented as deep philosophy.
Though, admittedly, it isn’t as egregiously disgusting as Rogers’s “Coward of the County.” :eek:
I don’t remember the song or who sang it, (it was years ago). But it was a ballady/folksy little number, with a female singer.
“I want to fuck 'til there’s blood on the walls”. :eek:
It’s actually “I ran my mouth off a bit too much.” 
L’America, by the Doors:
“C’mon people don’t you look so down
you know, the rainman’s comin’ to town
he’ll change your weather, change your luck,
and then he’ll teach you how to… find yourself”
Not dirty in and of itself, but the pause in the last line gives you just long enough to wonder whether he’s going to sing a certain other word that starts with F and rhymes with luck.
Yeah, I remember first noticing that in high school. “WHAT the heck did he just say?!”
But he lifted it from Bogan. Huge blues fan.
You do know he’s describing how to play poker, don’t you? It’s far from meaningless.
“Promises me I’m as safe as houses
As long as I remember who’s wearing the trousers” (Depeche Mode, Never Let Me Down Again)
Not only is ridiculously contrived, but also lacking rhyme in any accent I’m familiar with. I actually found this mentioned in the liner notes for the Singles collection!
No way!! The best weird rhyme is from Leonard Cohen, who manages to rhyme “Hallelujah” with “what’s it to ya” 
That’s such a great line!
And for cringing…that Live song from the early nineties, with “her placenta falls to the floor…” Yeech.