"cellular phone, somethin' i don't own"
me: as rebellious as zach de la rocha is, surely he owns a cell phone.
person 2: i'm sure he does and those are not really the lyrics, jackass.
"cellular phone, somethin' i don't own"
me: as rebellious as zach de la rocha is, surely he owns a cell phone.
person 2: i'm sure he does and those are not really the lyrics, jackass.
"Technology is cyclical" - Dennis, the Beeper King
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The Cramps - Thee Most Exalted Potentate of Love
All the lyric sites say:
"Ride around the range to get your love,
Are we having fun on a fire son of a gun"
I hear:
"Ride the range up to your Love,
With a half baked bun, and a bayou son of a gun."
I think my lyrics are right, or closer to right, and all these lyric sites are wrong. Mostly because they are all obviously copying the same lyrics from each other, many of the other lines are blatantly wrong, and they all have the same errors on those other lines. They also have several line that just have "??", and I know those lines.
All the lyric sites say:
"Yes, I'm the celebrated ??
Make a hole, look out, make way for a demon child."
The correct lyrics being:
"Yes, I'm the celebrated hot to trot of twat.
Make a hole, look out, make way for the big shot."
Anybody who has their own copy of Smell of Female, let me know your take. My full lyrics deciphering is below.
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The Cramps - Thee Most Exalted Potentate of Love
Well here comes the one that you've been dreaming of.
I'm thee most exalted potentate of Love.
I got a mojo hand that fits like a glove.
I'll be comin' round the mountain to get your Love.
I'm thee most exalted potentate of love.
Yes I am.
Yes, I'm the celebrated hot to trot of twat.
Make a hole, look out, make way for the big shot.
I'm gonna' make you dear my turtle dove,
Ride the range up to your Love,
With a half baked bun, and a bayou son of a gun.
Mad, you call me mad?
I do have the secret of eternal Love.
You call me mad?
Well I'm thee most exalted potentate,
thee most exalted potentate,
thee most exalted potentate of Love.
Yeah, I can teach you how to read the book of life,
Or you can just look at the pictures if you like.
I'm gonna' make you dear my turtle dove,
Ride the range up to your Love,
With a half baked bun, and a bayou son of a gun.
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Last edited by Chris G; 05-24-2008 at 02:54 AM. Reason: fixing a link
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Michael Martin Murphey: "Wildfire"
On Wildfire we're gonna ride
Gonna leave sodbustin' behind
I heard:
Gonna leave South Boston behind
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Dokken, "Into the Fire":
Your love burns bright, and yet the flames are cold
I heard:
Your love burns bright, yet your dumplings are cold
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Lyrics:
"bowing down to disillusion!
Hats off & applause to rogues & evolution!"
What I heard:
"how we complicate solution,
as some kind of poster for a revolution."
Is that a metered paraphrase?
Had on Underground Garage yesterday & they played a song by The Groovie Ghoulies called "The Beast with Five Hands" but my head heard in the chorus "she's a piece of fried ham."![]()