Garbage Pail – Misheard Lyrics (Part One) – Column

Garbage Pail

Misheard Lyrics (Part One)

by Scott Hefflon, William Ham, Lex Marburger
illustration by MCA

What They Said: “There’s a bad moon on the rise.”
What We Thought They Said: “There’s a bathroom on the right.”
(“Bad Moon Rising,” Creedence Clearwater Revival)

What They Said: “‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky.”
What We Thought They Said: “‘Scuse me while I kiss this guy.”
(“Purple Haze,” Jimi Hendrix)

What They Said: “Sergeant D. is coming and you’re on his list.”
What We Thought They Said: “Socrates is coming and you’re out of Swiss.”
(“March of the S.O.D.,” Stormtroopers of Death)

What They Said: “In-a-gadda-da-vida, baby.”
What We Thought They Said: “In a gouda fajita, baby.”
(“Some Song With a Really Long Drum Solo,” Iron Butterfly)

What They Said: “You say you want a revolution, well, you know…”
What We Thought They Said: “Take up residence in a disused movie-star’s ranch in Death Valley, ply a bunch of filthy, stupid hippies with bad acid, convince them you’re Jesus and lead them in a demented killing spree.”
(“Revolution,” the Beatles)

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