Can you name some songs with weird lyrics? If so, what are they?

“I am the walrus cuk-cuk-cachoo!’

I don’t usually think of “Aqualung” as having weird lyrics- just very, very descriptive. I remember in college- the pre-Internet days!- searching to find out what the heck a “dog end” is (a cigarette butt, apparently.)

“Bob” by Weird Al Yankovic. Nothing but palindromes.

@crisw maybe, not weird, but, disturbing?

Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent

Watching as the frilly panties run

Flight of the Conchord’s “Think About It” has some awesome weird lyrics http://www.musicjot.com/flight-of-the-conchords/flight-of-the-conchords/think-about-it/

Oooo see oooo ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang…..

Those are weird song lyrics!

@SuperMouse I was gonna say that! I LOVED Across the Universe

I Am The Walrus – The Beatles

Most of the songs by They Might Be Giants

Also, “Come Together”

@jmah Just wanted to share a quick story. We have a homeless guy here in town that was named Aqua Lung at least 25 years ago due to the album cover of same name. He is well known as there have been numerous stories in the paper about him.

Any Beatles songs during their drug experimentation. See The White Album.

Any Paul Simon song.

@Lupin beat me to it. “The mama pajama rolled out of bed and she ran to the police station…”

@tinyfaery That was the song in my mind!

I just want an excuse to talk about bubbles.
Blowin’ bubbles outta the window
Chewin’ bubblegum and blowin’ big bubbles
Gettin’ gettin’ ridda ridda all my troubles,
Watchin’ the tadpoles glubba, glubba in the puddles
Soap bubbles carry my dreams up high
Bubble gum kinda keeps my heart from gettin’ heavy and cryin’

Ma ‘n’ Pa are arguin’ again,
today I lost my best friend
The kitty has a little cold,
‘n ‘ grammama is getting older
My tummy has a little pain,
‘n’ when does Jesus come again?

Blowin’ bubbles outta the window
Chewin’ bubblegum and blowin’ big bubbles
Gettin’ gettin’ ridda ridda all my troubles,
Watchin’ the tadpoles glubba, glubba in the puddles
Soap bubbles carry my dreams up high
Bubble gum kinda keeps my heart from gettin’ heavy and cryin’

Blowin’ bubbles outta the window
Chewin’ bubblegum and blowin’ big bubbles
Gettin’ gettin ridda ridda all my troubles,
Watchin’ the tadpoles glubba, glubba in the puddles
Soap bubbles carry my dreams up high
Bubble gum kinda keeps my heart from gettin’ heavy and cryin’

Everything is depressing, but fuck it, the kid’s got bubbles.

Not surreal or anything. Just odd.

Pretty much anything from the 60s, man.

most rap songs are weird to my (somewhat) aged ears. i mean, weird with redeeming qualities is one thing, but much of rap is not something i want my kids to hear.

@avalmez good for you for protecting your kids from that garbage

my first inclination was to say “My Ding-a-ling”.

maybe something by the decemberists, or perhaps Destroyer, such as:

Dueling cyclones/they’ve got eyes for your wife/
and the blood that lives in her heart.

or perhaps Gogol Bordello?

Alice’s Restaurant by Arlo Guthrie

Detachable Penis.

She Don’t Use Jelly

“she uses vaaaseline…”

”Fish heads, fish heads, rollie pollie fish heads, fish heads, fish heads, eat them up, yum”

I got a brand new pair of roller skates you got a brand new key…

“Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies…....”

@phoenyx Dr Worm is win

The Moon is Disgusting

I’d like to be, under the sea…

@eambos : thanks…

How about this one: (I was working with a teen girl who told me about this).

Oh no
It go
It gone
Bye-bye
Who I
I think
I sink
And I die

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away
Watch me unravel, I’ll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I’ve come undone

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away (as I walk away)
Watch me unravel, I’ll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I’ve come undone

I don’t want to destroy your tank-top
Let’s be friends and just walk away
It’s good to see you lying there in your Superman skivvies
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I’ve come undone

(i get the point but it is kinda funny)

Also look into Weird Al if you haven’t already. LOL

Here’s the real song

I’m sorry, but you had to know it was coming.

@chyna that creepy looking guy from the album cover?! Yikes!

One
Mash

Pretty much anything from That1guy

”Nellie the elephant packed her trunk and said goodbye to the circus…”

Meanwhile back in the year one,
When you belonged to no one
You didn’t stand a chance son
If your pants were undone

My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
Devil Bunnies
Meet me at the racetrack, Jack
Push your pedal to my metal
Peel this sucker out
Devil bunny devil bunny
Go Go Devil Bunnies Go Go

Not the real lyrics, but: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fSpI4oZoDc

Cakes. Rain. I don’t know. I know I’ll never have that recipe again. Oh. No.

This was big in grandpa’s day.

Mairzy Doats And Dozy Doats
and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you?
Yes! Mairzy doats
And Dozy Doats
and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you?
If the words sound queer,
and funny to your ear,
a little bit jumbled and jivey,
Sing “Mares eat oats
and does eat oats
and little lambs eat ivy”
Oh! Mairzy Doats
and Dozy Doats
and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you – oo?
A kiddley divey too, wouldn’t you?

You Enjoy Myself by Phish:

Boy. Man. God. Shit.

And then something that sounds like “wash your feetsies drive me to Firenze” that nobody has ever deciphered.

ANYTHING by Bill Moseley’s duo Cornbugs.

@exitnirvana CORNBUGS FTW. Buckethead is pretty awesome himself :)

Did you hear Bill Moseleys work with OhGr ?

Never clearly understood the lyrics of “Hotel California”. Its a mystery to me….....

@discover, what exactly are colitas anyway? When I googled it I found out they are either fajitas, marijuana, or desert flowers. lol4rl!

@discover – I always wanted to ask Don Henley, “So, Don, OK, like, if ‘you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave,’ what, does that mean you’re stuck in the lobby with your luggage for all eternity????”

@uberbatman, oh hell yes. I was surprised anyone even knew who they were, I mean everybody has at least heard of them both separately, but Cornbugs is still a bit below the radar.

AND YES, I have heard his stuff with OhGr—equally trippy as shit, naturally.

@exitnirvana i only found cornbugs through my extreme love for the giant robot :P

Well, from recent playlists there is Black Eyed Peas, “My Humps”

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps.

And then somewhat older is Captain and Tennille, “Muskrat Love”

Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land
And they shimmy
And Sammy’s so skinny

And then there is the classic by Richard Harris, “MacArthur Park”

Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don’t think I could take it, `cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again, oh no!

And of course, the song that ended every high school dance for my generation:

Louie Louie, oh no
Me gotta go
Aye-yi-yi-yi, I said
Louie Louie, oh baby
Me gotta go

But some strange lyrics are fun in a Fluthery type of way:

Austin Lounge Lizards – Half a Man

I was one tough nut until the day you made me crack
I was one tough customer until you paid me back
I was one tough cookie ‘til I crumbled in your hand
Since that day I’m half a man
I drive my old nine-wheeler down I-two-and-a-half
The other truckers pity me so they try not to laugh
I pull off in Yreka and check into Motel Three
They’ve always got a little room for me
Chorus:
Half a man; I’m half a man
Sometimes I try to do the best I can
I know that on my own foot someday I’ll have to stand
But right now I don’t know how
Because I’m only half a man
I play solitaire ‘til dawn with a deck of twenty-six
You might think I’m crazy but that’s how I get my kicks
I listen to Rush Limbaugh ‘cause he helps to ease my pain
He makes lots of sense if you’re a man with half a brain
I buy a tenth of whiskey and a cold three-pack of beer
I drink ‘til I see single when I gaze into my mirror
I know that through that looking glass is where I’ll have to be
Reunited with the better half of me
Chorus
Someday I’ll find a woman and a half and take her hand
But ‘til then I don’t know when
I will be more than half a man

Rock Lobster! DOWN! Down! Down! Down!

@uberbatman, still appreciated, nonetheless. :P

In the category of best song about food, bodily functions and/or sex:

I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And knock her upper during supper
Clutter up her butter gutter
Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong
Your Milky Way is M’n’M in your britches
And I’ll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious
Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come
I’m gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby

I was givin’ some head to some french bread
It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
French kissin’ french fries in my Fruit of the Looms
I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon

I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans
Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans

Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled
With Big Mac he’ll fuck it like a Chicken McNugget
Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny’s loose caboose
He’s gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice
Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
Topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
From the skeez disease, wooi!

Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave
Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin’ rump roast

Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
Bananarama or ramabanana
Fuckin’ Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana

Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna

You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
Cookin’ like a beginner, but I’m goin’ up in her
I had Fritos for lunch I’m havin’ bush for dinner
Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers
Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers
“Holy moly, guacamole!” said my Chips Ahoy
I’m gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough…Tall man

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby

We came to pottie…we came to pottie down your throat

(Mr. Bungle – Squeeze Me Macaroni)

@aprilsimnel : some say, hotel california depicts hell; that is why the word “eternity” or “you can never leave” is used, but i dont know if this is true

Karl Jenkins “Adiemus”

Very weird lyrics, but great music:

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…....
Ariadiamus late ariadiamus da
ari a natus ave adua

A-ra-va-re tu-e va-te
a-ra-va-re tu-e va-te
a-ra-va-re tu-e va-te la-te-a

A-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la
(ah_______________)
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la________
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_____
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_____
a-ya doo a-ye
a-ya doo a-ye
(go back to begnining)

a-ri-a-di-a-mus la-te
a-ri-a-di-a-mus da
a-i-a na-tus la-te a-du-a.

A-ra-va-re tu-e va-te
a-ra-va-re tu-e va-te
a-ra-va-re tu-e va-te la-te-a.

A-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la
(ah_______________)
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la________
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_____
a-na-ma-na coo-le ra-we a-ka-la
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_____

a-ya doo a-ye
a-ya doo a-ya_________

ya-ka-ma ya-ma-ya-ka-ya me-ma
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_______
ya-ka-ma ya-ma-ya-ka-ya me-ma
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_______
ya——ka—ma me—ah_________
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_______
a-ya-coo-ah-eh_______
ya——ka—ma me—ah
a-ya-coo-ah-eh

Loser -Beck

Definitely Comfort Eagle by Cake. But most Cake songs seem to fit into these categories…

Mundo paparazi mi amore chicka ferdy parasol. Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel. – The Beatles, Sun King

I think I’m turning Japanese, I think I’m turning Japanese, I really thing so… thanks! Now that shit will be stuck in my head the rest of the day!!!

“Pogo” , “Old School Hollywood Baseball” or most anything by System of a Down
and many many songs by Tool

@VS i dont really think those lyrics are that weird when you consider what the song is about :P

A-well-a everybody’s heard about the bird
B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a don’t you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a…

A-well-a everybody’s heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a don’t you know about the bird?
Well, everybody’s talking about the bird!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A-well-a bird…

Surfin’ bird
Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb… [retching noises]... aaah!

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom
Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Well don’t you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
[repeat to fade]

@aprilsimnel…Here.

@galileogirl…RAGMOP! bad da dee da bop bop bop!

Tunak Tunak Tun

It isn’t english, but the chorus is awesome.

A little blind spider took the wheel
Navigatin grass blades completely by feel
Gotta sassy chassy sparkle in the sun
All four small bald fat tires rockin through the sand and burnin up
Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Okay I got a rubber band motor hummin on the beach ready for fun
Quit spinnin that web and come out and play in the sun
Eight thimble sized cylinders to be as smooth as you please
Spiders bad ass fat old abdomen stuck in the bucket seat

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Squishy transmission was caught in drive
Spiderman was squintin at the sand and the sky
Spiderwoman in the front seat screamin go go go
Hes ridin the accelerator down to the floor with his fuzzy little toe oe oe oe oe

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Little blue dune buggy

Dune Buggy <3

Every song ever by Interpol.

“You make me lose my buttons, oh yeah, you make me spit, I don’t like my clothes anymore.”

Gotta love ‘em.

@timeand_distance There’s no “I” in Threesome!

@dverhey

THROUGH THE STORMS AND THE LIGHT
BABY, YOU’VE STOOD BY MY SIDE

i think that’s their only normal one, to be fair. and HOW AWESOME IS THAT SONG NAME? pretty. awesome.

FOR THE BENEFIT OF MR.KITE

Moxy Fruvous has some pretty crazy lyrics.

Here are a few examples:

Beware the Killer Tents
The tents are coming, over the hill
We thought they were inanimate,
but now they’re set to kill…

King of Spain “Let’s make Friday a part of the weekend and give every new baby a chocolate eclair” (one of my favorite quotes/lines ever.)

Manah-manah (doo doo doo doo doo)
Manah-manah (doo doo doo doo)
Manah-manah (doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo!)

@aprilsimnel I love Cake’s cover of that…

@dverhey – It’s from a late 60s Swedish porn film, originally. And used on Sesame Street! That cheeky Jim Henson, wot!

@row4food: LURVE for Moxy Fruvous!

Once I was the King of Spain!
now I eat humble pie
Oh… my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa.
now I eat humble pie
I’m telling you I was the King of Spain!
now I eat humble pie
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza!

And the beginning of Green Eggs and Ham. :D

Ah! Moxy Fruvous!
My Baby Loves A Bunch of Authors! Click

Well you should see my story-reading baby, you
should hear things that she says
She says “Hon, drop dead, I’d rather go to
bed with Gabriel Garcia Marquez”
Cuddle up with William S. Burroughs, leave on the light for bell hooks
I been flirtin’ with Pierre Burton ‘cause he’s so smart in his books
I like to go out dancing
My baby loves a bunch of authors
My heart’s so broke and bleedin’
Baby’s just sittin’ there doin’ some readin’
So I started watching some TV, played my new CD player too
She said “Turn it off or I’ll call the cops,
and I’ll throw the book at you”
All this arguing made me get dizzy, called
my doctor to came have a look
I said “Doctor, hurry!” She said: “Don’t
worry, I’ll be over when I finish
my book”
I like to go out dancing
My baby loves a bunch of authors
We’ve been livin’ in hovels
Spendin’ all our money on brand new novels
So I got myself on the streetcar and it drove right into someone
The driver said: “I was looking straight ahead!” but he was reading the
Toronto Sun
So my honey and me go to a counsellor to help figure out what we need
She said: “We’ll get your love growin’, but
before we get goin’ here’s some
books I’d like you to read”
I like to go out dancing
My baby loves a bunch of authors
Lately we’ve had some friction
‘Cause my baby’s hooked on short works of fiction
So we split and went to a party, some friends my girl said she knew
But what a sight ‘cause it’s authors night and
the place looks like a who’s who
Now I’m poundin’ the Ouzo – with Mario Puzo
Who’s a funny fella? – W.P. Kinsella
Who brought the cat? – would Margaret Atwood?
Who needs a shave? – he’s Robertson Davies!
Ondartje started a food fight, salmon mousse all over the scene
Spilled some dressing on Doris Lessing these writer types are a scream!
I like to go out dancing
My baby loves a bunch of authors
We’ll be together for ages
Eatin’ and sleepin’ and turnin’ pages