You’re absolutely right, of course. The extra “in” still grates on my nerves…
Well, if you accept is as “If this ever-changin’ world in which we’re livin’,” there’s no grammatical problem at all. Mind you, I’ve heard the song many times and I have no idea what he really says. Seems like it’s mostly a matter of speculation.
I just heard this on the radio last night and was left saying, WTF??? This is so important it has to be said over and over and over and over and over again???
“Someone’s knocking at the door, somebody’s ringing the bell,
someone’s knocking at the door, somebody’s ringing the bell,
do me a favor, open the door and let 'em in…”
Deep, man, deep. Not!
Maybe it’s not fair to pick on these lyrics, because the whole song is so God-awful, but here’s the first song that jumped into my head:
MacArthur’s Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don’t think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
This song has irritated me since I was a wee, wee child. I had no idea what they were trying to say then, and I don’t now. Does anyone?
An oldie and a goodie, but this line has bothered me ever since I was a teeny tiny tot.
Why, oh why, did she have to leave and go away?
Well, she couldn’t very well leave and stay could she?
I actually always thought it was cut of meat (which would sound a little better).
My assessment of Morrison isn’t so harsh but I do think he was a rather erratic songwriter. He could write some good stuff and he could write some very bad stuff–frequently in the same song. Most of “L.A. Woman” is actually quite good (especially the opening) but then you hit THAT DAMN LINE and it sticks in your craw like a fishbone.
How about an entire song?
Bobby Goldsboro’s “Honey” comes to mind.
Ahh, the genius of rhyming “hugged my neck” with “what the heck”!
Raise life to the power of twooooooo could have worked, I suppose.
Another one for the Girls, every year I use This Train when I teach Holocaust literature, and getting the kids to listen past the moaning/wailing at the beginning is a feat. I love the Girls, but the moaning in that particular song, while done for effect I understand, is a bit annoying.
Most forced rhyme would be in En Vague’s Whatta Man:
And yes, it’s me that he’s always choosing
With him I’m never losing, and he knows that my name is not Susan
Not Susan? Band members are Cindy, Maxine, Dawn and Terry. So she isn’t saying he knows what band member she is, only that of the million names he mistakes her for, Susan isn’t one of them.
And also Alanis’ “Coincidences” errrr….”Ironic”…you know, because it isn’t.
She’s saying he doesn’t call out some other woman’s name in bed - a universally established minus - or is not cheating on her. 
I think that, around the time that the En Vogue song was released, Whitney Houston came out with a song called “My Name Is Not Susan”: The gist of the song was that she was pissed with her boyfriend for mistakenly calling her “Susan”; presumably the name of another woman he’d been seeing.
IOW, maybe it’s a reference to that song. Or maybe it’s just the only name that they could find that rhymed when placed in the lyric & I think way too much. Either way.
In a Gadda Da Vita
Why thank you 
I’m surprised no one has mentioned Blinded by the Light. I know the real words, and it’s not “wrapped up like a douche,” but it sounds so much like it that I still cringe.
“She picked up a rock, threw it at his car
Hit him in the head, now he’s got a big scar” Sublime, Date Rape
I dunno, it just sounds like he got tired of writing and just tried to squeeze in anything that would sorta fit.
Another one, same band, same song:
“It’s been awhile since I could stand on my own two feet again.”
Huh?
The lyric is actually \
“But everything I can’t remember as f_cked up as it all may seem”
It still doesn’t make much sense.
How about Elton John - Your Song:
“If I was a sculptor - but then again no…”
Good point Elton! For this they knighted you?!
Little children Billy J. Kramer with The Dakotas
Little children, you better not tell on me I’m tellin’ you
Little children, you better not tell what you see And if you’re good
I’ll give you candy and a quarter
If you’re quiet like you oughta be
And keep a secret with me
Everytime I hear the start of that song I cringe.
I was going to start a similar thread to ‘honour’ this line from Sloan’s The Other Man (scroll down)
Now I’m the other man
No one’s rooting for me
(So far so good, right? RIGHT?!?!?)
If I’m the other man
Nature will abhor me
…
You’re a vacuum because you’re boinking another man’s woman? :dubious:
::Shakes head slowly::