Besides "I Am The Walrus" the stupidest lyrics

[SunKneeMarie]

Originally Posted by gingele

LOL - don't know about her rich family, but she is the wife to Paul Simon and the mother of his three kids.

It's Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians - "What I Am" and the chorus goes:

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am are you what you are or what
What I am is what I am are you what you are or what

I used to love to sing that song... even with the dumb lyrics... I always thought of it as the Popeye song... I yam what I yam... and I'd always sing those last words as "or WHUUT"

She's married to Paul Simon????

[gingele]

OK, I know it's not rock and roll, but by far, hands down, the worst song lyrics ever - EVER - are by the Black Eyed Peas (and WTF? They were a great group?!)

"My Humps"

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

[gingele]

Originally Posted by SunKneeMarie

I used to love to sing that song... even with the dumb lyrics... I always thought of it as the Popeye song... I yam what I yam... and I'd always sing those last words as "or WHUUT"

She's married to Paul Simon????

Yes, for a while now (15 years?). They have three kids.

[SunKneeMarie]

Originally Posted by gingele

Yes, for a while now (15 years?). They have three kids.

i did not know that... that's my "what i learned on playa.info today" item... thanks!

[gingele]

Originally Posted by SunKneeMarie

i did not know that... that's my "what i learned on playa.info today" item... thanks!

Denata!

[Cosmo]

When I met Renee I lived in a loft in Deep Ellum, we let Edie use our downstairs as a rehearsal place. The first gig they did after their album was at our warehouse - my birthday party. She drove an old green pick up...

Originally Posted by Heather

Dude, this is a GREAT song. Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians. She's married to Paul Simon, btw, and they have a coupla kids. When I was in college, for a joke on a test for my Psych 101 teacher who asked, What is philosopy, I responded, "Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box/Religion is the smile on a dog." He wrote on my test, "Interesting--I'd like you to explore this."

[sideways]

Originally Posted by BonnyW

Name that group:
Eagles--I am more interested in what "colitas" really are
Chicago
Yes

And your from Cali?? Colitas is a type of skunk bud. I grew up with it... Pronounced - Co-lee-tes

[ryberg]

Originally Posted by Mexivoof

#3 25 or 6 to 4

I believe I once heard an interview with Chicago band members WAAAAYYY back I don't know when in which they explained (much as John explained that Julian had come home with a drawing from school and said it portrayed Lucy in the sky with diamonds) that the really rather mundane, innocuous meaning of that phrase had to do with the clock at a session or something, in which one person present answered a band member's question about the time remaining by noting that they had about 25 mins as it was 6 to 4, and that this made sense because 4:20 was a deadline of some sort. Thus, 25 (mins left) or (if you want to know the time) 6 (mins) to 4.

At the least, I do not think it would be in my capacity to come up with such a story out of thin air.

Originally Posted by sideways

And your from Cali?? Colitas is a type of skunk bud. I grew up with it... Pronounced - Co-lee-tes

Ha! That's pretty funny, as that pronunciation sounds an awful lot like the Spanish for a rather undesirable condition of the lower (far lower, if you get my drift) portion of the digestive tract.

But in general I think I'd have to think a good long while before I could come up with what I thought were the stupidest song lyrics I'd ever heard.

That said,


MacArthur Park just jumped to mind. Of it, that Wiki link notes:

A poll conducted by American columnist Dave Barry, recorded in Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs, selected Harris's version of "MacArthur Park" as the worst song ever recorded.

and even

Throughout the original song, Harris can be heard using the incorrect possessive form, "MacArthur's Park." Webb has said he tried correcting Harris during re-takes, but gave up when he simply could not sing the correct words.

Steve

[Cosmo]

yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye...

[ryberg]

Perhaps we need search no further than "Aqualung, my friend..."

Steve

[Cosmo]

lysergic acid diethylmide 25, or acid...

[redhairgirl1]

Originally Posted by Cosmo

When I met Renee I lived in a loft in Deep Ellum, we let Edie use our downstairs as a rehearsal place. The first gig they did after their album was at our warehouse - my birthday party. She drove an old green pick up...

Did you post that in the loft thread? what about "The Lion sleeps tonight?" Don't make no sense But it does

[Cosmo]

It all makes sense...

Originally Posted by redhairgirl1

Did you post that in the loft thread? what about "The Lion sleeps tonight?" Don't make no sense But it does

[Just Lucky]

Originally Posted by ryberg

Perhaps we need search no further than "Aqualung, my friend..."

Steve

There was quite a bit of "mystical" rock n' roll. The kind of stuff parodied by Spinal Tap.

I'm sure that some Zeppelin lyrics could to be on here. Here's some from Blue Oyster Cult: .

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are............
40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and
Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine
happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like
they are

[ryberg]

Originally Posted by Cosmo

lysergic acid diethylmide 25, or acid...

Yeah, but just try to fit that into the chorus of "25 or 6 to 4"! Can't be done!

Well, Andy Partridge probably could get it to fit, but that kind of goes without saying...

Steve