song lyrics questions

DS

Fenderbender
Q On breakfast in America supertramp refers to kippers for breakfast.
I had a friend that was from Newfoundland and his family used to chomp on
dried salt herring (head and all). They were not expensive,just a newfie snack.
They called them kippers.
Was Roger Hodgson just being facetious ?
I can't picture a Texan munching on a mummified mackeral.


here's the lyrics

Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, Mummy dear
They got to have 'em in Texas
'Cos everyone's a millionaire

Can Y'all explain?
 

menotyou

bella amicizia
I worked in a deli in Pulaski. The manager was from England. What was in the case to sell? Pickled Herring and kippers.
 

PT Stewie

"Big Fella"
I'm a winner, I'm a sinner
Do you want my autograph?
I'm a loser, what a joker
I'm playing my jokes upon you
While there's nothin' better to do
Hey

A kipper is a whole herring, a small, oily fish, that has been split from tail to head, gutted, salted or pickled, and cold smoked
 

PT Stewie

"Big Fella"
One of my favorites:
The muses dance and sing
They make the children really ring
I'll spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
In and out the valley.....

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky
and they Stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and
Laughing too
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be
There with you

I will remember you
Your silhouette will charge the view
Of distance atmosphere......
Call it morning driving thru the sound and
Even in the valley......
 

PT Stewie

"Big Fella"
some more questionable lyrics........
Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got juju eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me

He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say "one and one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me
 

DS

Fenderbender
Good stuff Stewie:happy2:
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

WTF?
 
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DS

Fenderbender
Lady Madonna

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Mondays child has learned to tie his bootlace

Creeping like a nun?
 

DS

Fenderbender
Pete Sinfield wrote a strange one,called still
    • [SIZE=+1]Still I wonder how it is to be a stream,
      From a dark well constant flowing,
      Winding seawards over ancient mossy wheels
      Yet feel no need of knowing?
      Still I wonder how it is to be a tree,
      Circled servant to the seasons,
      Only drink on sky and rake the winter wind
      And need no seal of reasons?

      Still I wonder why I wonder why I'm here
      All my words just the shaft of my flail
      As I race o'er this beautiful sphere
      Like a dog who his chasing his . . .
      Tailors and tinkers, princes and Incas,
      Sailors and sinkers, before me and like me . . .

      Still I wonder how it is to be a bird,
      Singing each dawns sweet effusions;
      Flying far away when all the world has stirred
      Yet seek no vain conclusions . . . . . .

      Still I wonder if I passed some time ago
      As a bird, or a stream, or a tree?
      To mount up high you first must sink down low
      Like the changeable tides of the
      Caesars and Pharoahs, prophets and heroes,
      Poets and hobos, before me and after me all the
      Painters and dancers, mountainside chancers,
      Merchants and gamblers, bankers and ramblers,
      Winners and losers, angels and boozers,
      Beatles and Bolans, raindrops and oceans,
      Kings, pawns and deacons, fainthearts and beacons,
      Caesars and Pharoahs . . . . . .[/SIZE]
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soberups

Pees in the brown Koolaid
I always liked "blinded by the light" by Bruce Springsteen but under no circumstances whatsoever would I ever allow a little hurly burly to give my anus curly wurly. I have to draw a line somewhere.
 

DS

Fenderbender
C'mon Steve,you made that word up dicha
Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause' I speak of the pompetous of love
 

moreluck

golden ticket member
All you 'youngsters' think you have weird lyrics....

try these:

I know a ditty nutty as a fruitcake
Goofy as a goon and silly as a loon
Some call it pretty, others call it crazy
But they all sing this tune:
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?

Mairzy Doats - YouTube
 

DS

Fenderbender
2nd verse...my best friends girl...the Cars....

You've got your nuclear boots
And your drip dry glove
Oo when you bite your lip
It's some reaction to love, o-ove, o-ove
(here she comes again)
 
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