Don’t expect anything from the band America to make sense. They also talk about “alligator lizards in the air” and “the ocean is a desert with its life underground.”
They also spewed this gem: “And there ain’t no-one for to give you no pain.”
Pfui. They sucked then; they suck now, and forever shall they suck. The only thing good about them is that they finally had the decency to go away! Now, if that twit Steve Miller would only do the same…
Bad news, Rysdad–they didn’t go away. America reformed several years ago, released a new album, and are currently on tour.
Jinx, you got me. The full line is:
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
The closest I can come is that “tropic” is used for one of its more obscure meanings–moving (as in phototropic, “moving towards light”). So Cause (who or whatever that is) was no excuse for Sir Galahad to move. Or something.
It’s my duty; my duty as a complete and utter bastard.–Arnold J. Rimmer.
It’s “tropic”. We talked about this exact question in MPSIMS some time ago and I answered pretty definitively that it doesn’t mean a thing. They just thought it sounded purty. I’d find the link to the thread, but I’m really, really lazy.
“I guess one person can make a difference, although most of the time they probably shouldn’t.”
Making up nonsense sentences because they sound good isn’t much different than, “Shh Boom Shh Boom… Falalalalalala Shh Boom Sh Boom…”
Then there was “Hooked on a Feeling”, which was a minor hit when it first came out, but a monster when it came out in a version almost identical, with the addition of a bunch of guys going, “OOGAH CHAKA OOGAH OOGAH!”
In a lot of music from the Beatles era to the present the lyrics are either nonsensical or incomprehensible. Many of the fans do not even know what the “artists” are singing. I always thought that such music was allowed to be widely disemminated because it is safe-it has no political or social content to give unpalatable ideas to rebellious youth.
Oh great, y’all. Now, having read this thread from top to bottom, I have a mental picture of the dancing baby in a dies-galon sombrero dancing to America singing Horse With No Name while Sir Galahad sips Margaritas on a beach in the tropics…
And I used to think being caught up in Sesame Street songs was bad…