Sister Goldenhair
“I’ve been won for Boris Karloff” *
oh …“I’ve been one poor correspondent.”* Nevermind.
Sister Goldenhair
“I’ve been won for Boris Karloff” *
oh …“I’ve been one poor correspondent.”* Nevermind.
The King of Rock and Roll by Pre-Fab Sprout?
“Hot dog, jumping frog, Alberquerque.”
My “oh that’s what he’s singing” moment is “Bernie Goetz” from “We didn’t light the fire” by Billy Joel. For the longest time I thought he was singing “Burning kids”.
Jessica Simpson - A Public Affair
All the camels come out for another buffet
(All the cameras come out for a public affair)
There’s a song on Richard Thompson’s “Mock Tudor” CD called “The Sights and Sounds of London Town.” The first line in the song is:
Jillian, she’s a Doncaster lass
But what I always hear is
Jelly and cheese, a Doncaster lass
Man! You were way off! It’s:
" A loaded God complex, cock-eating bullet."
That’s comedy gold, Jerry!
Mine was mentioned in the American Idol thread. The line from Love the One You’re With is apparently “there’s a rose in a fisted glove” and not “there’s a road in the distance, love”. I did not know that!
And I can’t listen to the last line of ** Rock the Casbah** without hearing “from the mental retardated” which, of course is "fundamentally he can’t take it.
So does anyone else tend to like their own lyrics better than the real ones?
I sang this for an entire summer a couple years back:
"Shake it! S-s-sshakeit (oh-oh!)
Shake it like a bona-fide ninja
Heeeeeeeeey ya…"
Mine’s totally better. Polaroid picture? Feh.
On that new Foo Fighters song, the beginning of the chorus sounds, to me, like it starts, “One of these things is not like the other.” Which I’m sure isn’t right.
There’s a Tracy Lawrence song that has the line “they just show on up with their big old heart”. I first heard it as “they just show on up with their pickle jar”, and I think I like that better.
Until I read this, I thought it was “tur-pen-teen.” I guess that’s not very dangerous, but it’d be poisonous if you drank it, so… well, anyway, thanks I guess.
Supposedly, Bob Dylan made the same mistake when he met the band.
Interesting that somebody out there likes it - I always thought that was one of the most ugly and awkard lyrics I’d ever heard.
My sister’s fav was “Secret Asian man”.
Yep, and every time I hear it I forget that it’s actually “What if I said you’re not like the others” and it takes me half the song to figure it out again.
Yes.
On Moby’s song Signs of Love the first lines go:
If I was Beautiful
If I had the time
I originally heard them as:
Find what’s beautiful
Find the time
which I always thought were some good words of advice.
Yeah, such as in the rap in Groove is in the Heart when Q-Tip sings “Baby you’ll see the funk inside ‘a’ me.” I sing something … else.
It isn’t. It’s “What if I say I’M not like the others”.
Here are the lyrics for The Pretender.
Tim Finn’s How’m I gonna sleep (without you)?
The song is a sad farewell to a woman who has left him and I could never work out why, in the middle of these sad, loving lyrics, he sang;
“This common laxative.”
It was actually, I found out twenty odd years later, “This comet lacks a tail.” I like mine better, break-ups give me the shits too.
Figures. I think I’ll stick with “One of these things is not like the others.” At least that lyric makes me smile.
Bob Dylan thought the same thing when the song came out.
Similarly, I could swear that the Gyutu Monks are chanting “yeah, yeah, I’m high, I’m high, yeah, I’m high, yeah, yeah” for about half an hour on a CD of mine.
Eh, you just sing the vowels and ignore the consonants.
If you look on various lyrics websites for Murmur, there are some songs with completely different phonetic interpretations. Like these for the same line in “Sitting Still” (these are literally the first 2 Google results I got):
*Up to par and Katie bar the kitchen door, but not me in
Up to buy, Katie buys a kitchen-size, but not Mae Ann*
I sang along to the Pixies for years without really thinking about what the words were, like this from “Bone Machine”:
I make you break
You make me hard
Your Irish skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horse’s lard
'Scuse me while I kiss this guy…