I thought it was called that because the three musicians in the band were the “cream” of the crop. . . . maybe I should put my mind back in the gutter.
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Really? Damn. Now I’m even less interested in that band than I was before.
But I assume you have no caveats about Steely Dan?
Well there’s alway’s Chuck Berry’s only number one hit “My Dingaling”. Obscene for many reasons.
And there was…was it “I Want My Baby Back”? (Not the rib song) which was, basically about necrophilia. A subject not even Marylin Manson touches upon frequently.
Then there’s “Run for Your Life”, an adorable song from those lovable moptops about killing your unfaithful girlfriend.
Wait let me think.
Next time try actually listening to the CD. It’s on there. I’m with HenrySpencer…it’s likely a kid would listen to it, so they slapped the sticker on. Yippee. Just makes a kid MORE likely to buy the CD, IMO. shrug
Actually, I think the lyrics label was slapped on the Counting Crows for, from “anna begins”: “Gonna shoot my bitch up, slap a cap in her crown.”
I’ll just wait to let that one sink in.
Um, John honey? That’s on August and Everything After, not Recovering the Satellites.
But you make a good point. 
Thanks for the link Nerd, it’s a very enjoyable acoustic version and it deserves some more exposure.
I am shocked to discover how many of us have been listening to pornographic lyrics, we should be ashamed of ourselves.
Pat Boone anyone?
Feynn wrote:
Nope. Even Pat got down and dirty, recording a cover of Little Richard’s “Tutti Frutti.”
Originally, the lyric was “tutti frutti, good booty! tutti frutti, good booty!” Little Richard (and Pat Boone in his cover) cleaned the song up for recording, changing the lyric to the nonsense phrase “tutti frutti au rutti”
However, even the cleaned up version had lyrics such as:
(“Rock and roll” being originally a euphemism for sex, BTW)
and:
Well, we know what she was doing to Little Richard (and to Pat), don’t we?
As a kid listening to my folks’ old records, I always though Johnny Mercer’s “Strip Polka” was pretty racy. Got a kick the other day when I saw the lyrics in Leon Uris’ 1st book “Battle Cry.”
When I was in grade school, say in the early 70s or so, the song we thought was the riskiest was (IIRC) by David Peel and the Lower East Side called “Up Against The Wall Mother Fucker.” And of course there were always the Kinks and Lou with “Lola” and “Walk on the Wild Side.”
And I like a Freddy King recording I have of “Backdoor Santa.” (“I’m better than old Saint Nick. He don’t come but once a year.”)
Dinsdale wrote:
Which reminds me of The Doors’ recording of “Backdoor Man.” Now you can decide for yourself whether that “backdoor” is literal or figurative. In old blues songs, a “backdoor man” was a guy messing around with married women. Seems like Jim Morrison might have had a little more than that on his mind when he sang the song.
“The men don’t know what the little girl understands…”
Oh for the love of pete, how about Zepplin?
Hey, Hey what can I say?
I gotta woman want’s to ball all day!
And that’s just for starters.
Oh, yes, that is indeed one of the worst songs ever. The worst thing is, my friends and I used to try to analyze the lyrics in junior high art class. What was up with those lyrics, anyway? What did “He saw his own eyes?” mean? We had this whole convoluted explanation, that that meant that he saw her again walking around with her kid (which was also his kid, obviously) and that she had slept with him because the man with whom she was actually in love was unable to get her pregnant. But, hello? Hasn’t she heard of a sperm bank?
I’m surprised that the radio wasn’t banned in our class over that song.
One of my junior high friends was not allowed to listen to the radio at home because of one of Milli Vanilli’s songs. I can’t remember which one. I assume that her mother didn’t know that the art teacher played the radio in class (she wasn’t in the same art class as me, though.)
“Big Man w/a Gun” by NIN…it’s about guns and erections…sample lyrics:
I am a big man yes I am
And I have a big gun
Got me a big old dick and I
I like to have fun
Held against your forehead
I’ll make you suck it
Maybe I’ll put a hole in your head
Just for the fuck of it…
…(shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot)
I’m gunna come all over you
And so on. Not exactly subtle, but when you hear it at 13 years old (my age when Downward Spiral came out) you get kinda confused
Malarky wrote:
Now that I think about it, the very band name “Guns n’ Roses” sounds like it could be euphemisms for the male and female genitalia.
Pat Boone? I don’t think so. When Pat sang “A wonderful time up there” and “Don’t forbid me” what do you think he meant? Guidance from Jagger and Richards was what he always needed, to keep him decent.
I was a backstroke lover
always hidin under the covers
til a talk to the daddy he said
he said you ain’t seen nothin
til your down on a muffin
and you’re sure to be changin your ways
or something like that
Backstroak lover always hidin 'neath the covers
Till you talk to your daddy he say
Said you ain’t seen nuthin
till you’re down on the muffin
and you’re sure to be changin ways
That cheerleader was a real young bleeder
All the times I could reminice
Cause the best is lovin
With a sister and a cousin
Always started with a little kiss
LIKE THIS
In the song “Come Softly to Me”, by the Fleetwoods, they never sing the “to me” part, but “Come softly, darling”. It has the best doo-wop base ever, sounding like the guy coasting to a climax.
Pat Boone does heavy metal now.
An example of lewd lyrics from a singer with a really non-lewd reputation would be excellent. But since you’ve been so kind to contribute what you have, I’ll add this:
Now you were the Red Sea I was Moses
I kissed you and slipped into a bed of roses
The waters parted and love rushed inside
I was Jesus’ son sanctified
Does this come from:
(a) The Hite Report on Males
(b) The Bible, the sequel
© Bruce Springsteen’s Leap of Faith
It comes from ©. He started his career singing about naked nuns running through the vatican. He’s not hypocritical enough for my purposes.
How could anyone mention masturbation without bringing up Blister in the Sun, a Violent Femmes classic.
But Zeppelin is perfect. They have a solid reputation, and many of their blues lyrics are just unbelievable.
“I want you to squeeze me lemon, til the juice runs down my leg.”
Not to mention the sheer misogyny of so many of their songs, namely Living Loving Maid, Heartbreaker, Hot Dog, etc.
“Alimony, alimony, paying your bills!”
MR
How do I get myself back to/
The place where I fell asleep inside you/
How do I get back to/
The place where you said . . .
???