I sing it as “An actual wombat (wombat).”
You might be happy to know that your brain isn’t randomly coming up with nonsensical words. Apparently the definition of bathysphere is a manned spherical chamber for deep-sea observation, lowered by cable from a ship.
As for the misheard lyrics, I always liked Jimi Hendrix’s Purple Haze: “Excuse me while I kiss the sky.” I heard it when I was little as, “Excuse me while I kiss this guy”
Fairport Convention - Matty Groves. I tend to sing bits of Syd Kipper’s parody ‘Big Musgrave’: -
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A servant who was standing there, just why nobody knows,
He swore his cronies they should know before the pub was closed.
And when he come to the broad mill stream he did not see the plank
And in his hurry to carry the news he fell on his belly and he sank.
…
“How do you like my feather bed, and how do you like my sheets
And how do you like my curtains that I got in the sale last week?”
…
They leaned him up against the wall, and that was a disaster,
For Fatty weighed full twenty stone and the wall just lathe and plaster.
The wall gave way and Fatty fell, oh Fatty fell outside,
And when he came to the broad pavement he landed on his head and died.
I rewrote the chorus of Human League’s “Only Human” as follows:
“I’m only humus, of twigs and leaves I’m made… I’m only humus, born to be-e raked”
Steven Winwood’s “Higher Love” chorus became “Bring me a higher loaf”
Mean lyrics I made up to the popular kiddie song Miss Lulu (also known as Miss Suzie)
Nadya Alliluyeva, give me number nine
When she disconnected I kicked her in the
Behind the refrigerator
And Stalin said where’d she go?
And I said “Won’t you marry ME!”
Dear old Uncle Joe!
My son sings this, the Brady Bunch theme welded to a song from Jesus Christ Superstar (sing it and you’ll understand)
Here’s a story
A lovely lady
Who was bringing up 3 very lovely girls;
Like the filth from Rome who rape out country
And have terrorised our people for so long!
My girlfriend likes Journey. Whenever she foists them on me in the car I intentionally mess with the lyrics.
“…some will win, some will lose, some were born to kill the Jews…”
“…she’s loving, touching your mother…”
That is priceless!!
“Rice uh, rice uh, semen rice, a Jaeger tooth, soft sign, a visor”
German music is fun.
You don’t say…
I’m stealing this.
Sweet! She absolutely hates it. Maybe one day she’ll stop playing Journey in the car when I’m in it.
Protip: this doesn’t go over well at bar mitzvah karaoke.
I bet not.
So “Some like porn with kangaroos,” then …
I am going to have to listen to and learn this song just so I can sing it this way… I’m a big fan of Settlers of Catan.
'Cause we’re living in a world of food
Breaking us down…
(When this song came out I was six years old, and I really thought these were the lyrics.)
Beat me to it! Also my mom used to sing “The Tenessee Waltz” as " introduced her, he seduced her…" Heh!
Buy me a baboon and let me send it to the stars…
Mein Fuhrer is over the ocean, mein Fuhrer is over the sea…
And some Dire Straits: here I am again in this mean old town. Get your sofa away from me…
A version of the 23rd Psalm, which ends “My Father’s green pastures shall comfort my soul.”
I always sing it (in rehearsal, at least) as “My Father’s green pastures shall compost my soul.”
Just add “oar” and you’re back to rolling in the deep…