If I remember correctly, John wrote that song specifically because he was amused by the intensity of the critics to gain every nuance from the Beatles’ lyrics, and decided to mess with their heads. That part, apparently, was part of an old Liverpudlian schoolchildren’s rhyme. Such rhymes delight in the ugly (cf. “Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts”).
The story I’ve heard is that he got a letter from a school child who told him that their class had done an analysis of one of his songs, which bemused him and motivated him to write a nonsense song so people had something to analyse.
The lyrics to Quinn the Eskimo seem beyond silly and well into nonsense. The line that caught my attention is “I like my sugar sweet,” which, I’ve just learned, appears in a 1941 recording by Fletcher Henderson.
I’ve never liked Quinn the Eskimo. There’s so little happening musically that the drivel is kind of annoying.
Knew a guy who worked on the lighting for a music venue. They would get the lyrics from the band, and mark them up with lighting cues.
Worked great, except when Michael Stipe was involved. He’d sing anything he wanted. Ignore the lyrics, change the lyrics, make up nonsense lyrics. On the spot.
Just after hearing that story, I read an interview where Stipe said he treats the voice as just another instrument and it really doesn’t matter what he’s saying. Made sense.