In my opinion The Rolling Stones got away with a LOT, considering the era and the fact that they were pretty blatant about it.
Consider:
Let’s Spend the Night Together
Have You Seen Your Mother Baby?
Brown Sugar
Honky Tonk Women
None of which are exactly clean, are they?
I love **Larry Mudd[/'b]'s improvised "explanation of “margaritaville”. I think we’re in at the birth of a new urban legend here, folks.
(I can’t always hear the lyrics to songs quite clearly enough, so this is a very educational fun thread. And I think I’ll study some of the music of the moment so that I can giggle when I hear my brother’s kids sing current stuff. Oh yes I will.)
Umm, I went to a private Baptist school and attended the same assembly, I’m sure. They also went on about how sinful Stairway to Heaven was because it suggests you can buy your way to heaven. We were also told that the name of the rock group KISS stood for Kings In Satan’s Service.
Could we have gone to the same school? (Mine was in San Jose, CA)
Should we start taking bets on how long it takes before Larry’s “Margaritaville” story ends up on Snopes?
It was a long, long, looong time before it hit me that this lyric from Blondie was a deliberate double entendre:
“I’ll give you some head…and shoulders to cry on…”
Well, in the USA, the Stones were forced to change the line to “Let’s spend some time together” when the group appeared on the variety show hosted by Ed Sullivan.
I went to a public high school in Ohio, where it was “common knowledge” that the band’s name was an acronym for “Knights in Satan’s Service”. I guess “Kings” (as contrasted with Jesus Christ, the King of Kings) would have been seen as especially scandalous by the faculty of a religious institution.
You might be the folks who can help me out with this. A few months ago there was a song in regular airplay on the pop/rock radio statins that I thought was really tuneful, but as I listened more closely to it, I noticed that the lyrics were REALLY dirty, though they didn’t use any crude language IIRC. The lead vocalist was male, and he had a repeated refrain about “I like the way you” which was followed by a description of the nasty, sexy things she does. The guy, IIRC, was wanting to dump her but was having trouble with it because of all the hot monkey sex. Anybody have any idea what I’m on about?
I’m sorry I’ve been too busy to respond to this, Larry…but I love your “explanation”. 
Oh, and BTW, the reason I didn’t make the Margarita -> cocktail connection is that I was probably 10 or 12 & my parent’s didn’t drink cocktails. (Unless a gin & tonic really counts as a cocktail.)
And yes, I expect that will show up on Snopes or somewhere eventually.
I suspect you’re talking about Figured You Out by Nickelback. And yes, he’s wanting to dump her because she’s a coke addict (“I hate the powder on your nose”) but does love the kinky sex.
Hope this helps!
Thanks for all the love, folks.
That one’s actually true. See, KISS modeled their whole schtick after the original “Knights in Satan’s Service,” the Knights Templar. Their makeup references Templar symbols – for instance, the pentagram is the sigil of Baphomet, their satanic idol – and Baphomet was represented as a cat-headed god. Both the name of the band and Gene Simmons’ signature tongue reference an aspect of the Templar initiation ritual, the Oscolum Infame, in which entrants had to kiss established members, right on the…
Ow! Ow! Okay, okay.
I apologize for repeating ancient and hysterical slanders against the Knights Templar, but you should never encourage the class clown. 
May I openly laugh at you?
from the lyrics:
I can see you missing this – maybe. But, the following verse:
:dubious:
And a double :dubious: to nameless cause I just don’t see it. The lyrics are here, and it seems like a huge stretch to say that it has anything to do with fellatio. I would agree that it’s about a lover, but not about anything physical. It’s like those people who saw a pregnancy in her Secret, which is about her rediscovery of God. She really has been spiritual most of her life, and I have no problem thinking of her comparing having found someone who reminds her of angels and heaven and all that.
My :smack: moment is in Fleming & John’s Sadder Day, which I had previously thought was about a breakup or a loss of friendship but realized was actually about suicide. I was listening to it one day, and I actually gasped when I realized it. Very strange feeling. The key verse:
For a while, I didn’t realize what Billy Idol was singing about in Dancing With Myself
That’s it! Thanks very much!
Ooh! Loverboy’s Lovin’ Every Minute of It. One of the earlier examples of the Ode to the Vibrator:
Hey, while we’re on the subject of solo-fantasy type songs, here’s another opportunity to convince y’all I’m a secret ass-freak: Frank Sinatra’s I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter.
For the record, I think that might be unintentional, but damn if it don’t sound funny.
Or Roy Orbison’s Workin’ for the Man:
:eek:
Well, yes. Hence the :smack: . I’m not disputing it, it’s clear as day.
But I haven’t spent much of the last 20 years contemplating Cyndi Lauper lyrics, either. And it just sounds like nonsense lyrics to a 10 year old. Probably the best example of what the OP was talking about - I knew all the lyrics by heart, I loved to sing it, but I had no idea what the lyrics were about. I was a kid. Just like today’s kids are singing along to Eminem or Missy without knowing the meaning of the words they’re singing.
Oh damn! I forwarded this to VH1 the other day when you made the first post and a new “Behind the Music” is already in production! :eek:
Sadly, it seems there was more than one private Baptist school trying to turn little children against good music…mine was in Ft. Lauderdale, FL.
A memory from a slumber-party in my childhood. One of the girls had brought along a 45 of Elton John’s latest hit, Island Girl, which we played several times over.
Picture, if you will, a half-dozen or so 8- and 9-year-old girls bouncing around a fru-fru frilly pink bedroom, loudly and cheerfully singing these lyrics:
“She’s black as coal, but she burns like fire
And she wraps herself around you like a well-worn tyre.
You feel her nails scratch your back just like a rake.
He one more gone, he one more john
Who make the mistake.”
We hadn’t a clue what this song was about.
:dubious: (Bolding mine) You sound like a very good friend
