Misheard or alternate lyrics

[wafflycat]

can be a source of fun.

Carmina Burana alternate lyrics

 

[beanzontoast]

I had a mate who tried to buy the well-known Christmas hit by Cliff Richard, Mistletoe and Wind (instead of Wine). What he thought they were winding in the song, goodness knows!

 

[tyred]

I think Sir Cliff is just full of wind.

 

[rich p]

can be a source of fun.

Carmina Burana alternate lyrics

They could be the real words for all I know. I just mumble along like that anyway.

 

[wafflycat]

They could be the real words for all I know. I just mumble along like that anyway.

Here you go..

http://artists.letssingit.com/carl-orff-lyrics-o-fortuna-qv7jvh2

 

[Melvil]

Bill Byson said he knew someone that thought the lyrics in Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds went 'The girl with Colitis goes by...'

 

[ChrisKH]

I always thought Bon Jovi's Living on a Prayer was "living on credit" in parts.

 

[beanzontoast]

An example of the reverse -

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disraeli_Gears

 

[Mr Pig]

Talked to a girl at a party who thought Ghost Busters was:

"Who ya gona call? Those Bastards."

 

[marinyork]

I had parts of Band Aid wrong for many years . The first two versions of the song they really do mumble along.

 

[betty swollocks]

Love it! Thanks for sharing.
I first sang in Carmina Burana when I was a treble forty years ago.

 

[Hover Fly]

Handel's well known coronation anthem:-

Zadok got pissed,
and peed on the carpet,
and we know a song about it,

 

[Kirstie]

This is one of my favourite topics! I love the ghostbusters one....nearly made me choke on my egg sarnie for laughing...

Mine are both from the band Blondie...

Sunday girl. The words are (roughly): 'I know a girl from a lonely street, cold as ice cream but still as sweet'
I hear: 'I know a girl from a lonely street, lives on ice cream and chocolate meat' (?!?)

Hanging on the telephone.
The words are: 'I'm in the phone box it's the one across the hall'
I hear: 'I'm in the phone book if you wanna call a whore'

Nice.

 

[cheadle hulme]

I remember the Maxell advert for cassette tapes (remeber them?).

The Desmond Decker song became "My ears are alight"

 

[Kirstie]

I remember the Maxell advert for cassette tapes (remeber them?).

The Desmond Decker song became "My ears are alight"

My ears are alight here:

View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxELSzay2lc&feature=related


There was also 'into the valley' by the skids (was it ?!)

'Into the valley, peas sure sound divine...'

View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAsmf1LGcpA


And don't forget Bohemian Curry: To be sung to the tune of Bohemian Rapsody (Queen!)

Naan-aa, just killed a man
Poppadom against his head
Had lime pickle, now he's dead.
Naan-aa, dinner just begun
But now I'm going to crap it all away.
Naan-aa, ooh-ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry,
Seen nothin' yet just see the loo tomorrow,
Curry on, Curry on, 'cause nothing really madras.


Too late, my dinner's gone
Sends shivers up my spine
Rectum aching all the time.
Goodbye every bhaji, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and use the loo.
Naan-aa, ooh ooh,
This Dopiaza's mild,
I Sometimes wish we'd never come here at all...

******

(Guitar solo)

*****

I see a little chicken tikka on the side,
Rogan Josh, Rogan Josh pass the chutney made of mango.
Vindaloo does nicely
Very very spicey ME!
Biryani (Biryani)
Biryani (Biryani)
Biryani and a naan,
(A vindaloo loo looo...)
I've eaten balti, somebody help me
He's eaten balti, get him to a lavatory
Stand you well back Cause this loo is quarantined.

Here it comes,
There it goes,
technicolor yawn.
I chunder
No!
It's coming up again
(There he goes) I chunder It's coming up again
(There he goes) It's coming up again, (Up again)
Coming up again (up again)
Here it comes again
(No no no no no non o no no No)
On my knees, I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees
Oh there he goes
This vindaloo
Is about to wreck my guts
Poor me... Poor me... Poor me!

*****

(Guitar solo)

*****

So you think you can chunder and still it's alright?
So you want to eat curry and drink beer all night?
Ohh maybe, now you'll puke like a baby,
Just had to come out,
Just had to come right out in here....

******

(Guitar solo)

******

Korma, saag or bhuna,
Balti, naan, bhaji.
Nothing makes a difference
Nothing makes a difference to me

(Anyway, my wind blows.)