Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Mondegreens

I'll leave it to the academics to correct me, but I think that is a totally documented acceptable word now. And I may be wrong here too, but I think it was originally coined by a columnist named Jon Carrol in my old favorite, The San Francisco Chronicle. Mondegreens are what you thought that song lyric was. Examples:

In the Fairfield Four's "Come On In This House" I could swear he's singing "Our Father, who art in heaven, Howard be thy name"

From another room, while Snow's "Informer" is playing, AK yells "What's he singing about a farmer?"

In the 5th grade, Ron Prasky thought Prince was singing about a raspberry parade.

Toddler Max, in his car seat, in the back of AK's Honda CRV, had a love affair with a CD that came free with a happy meal in Iowa. He felt a kinship with the artists, "The Back Seat Boys".

What are your mondegreens?

 

 

6 Comments:

Blogger Richard Dandelion said...

shalmenno:
"By this shalmenno/
Ye are my disciples..."

Celestial legumes:
"While appeared two heav'nly beans/
God the Father and the Son."

11:05 PM  
Blogger The Queen said...

Ack! I can't breathe! Celestial legumes :D

7:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A little CCR... Oh Lord! Stuck in LOW DRIVE again.

~Alice

9:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Another CCR. There's a bathroom on the right(There's a bad moon on the rise)

~The other Chris H

1:46 PM  
Blogger educat said...

Robert Palmer's "Simply Irresistable"--
"This cantaloupe is mythical"

Fine Young Cannibal's "Good Thing"-

"GOOFY...are you a dah-hawg?"

Both courtesy of my sister as I chauffered her, circa 1988.`

1:17 PM  
Blogger SethD said...

I've got several from "I am a Child of God."
"And Parents kind and dear" becomes
"And Parents kind of weird"
"And so my needs are great" was always
"And so my knees are gray." (I never understood why knees would be gray, but kept on singing.

1:33 PM  

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