Songs with odd meanings

[ItsNotGonnaBeAlright]

Post em if you got em. The stranger the better. Lyrics a bonus.

[pstall]

64% of any Steely Dan songs. Non sequiturs are cool from time to time.

[Razzy]

99% of Tool songs.

[Jangler]

Could be about drugs or aliens or both or something else entirely...

[Jangler]

Very clear what this song is about...

[Dpantherman]

[Jangler]

Can anybody guess. Not you pstall!

[charlotte49er]

Murray Head - One night in Bangcock (a song about Chess?)

[THE AMERICAN]

Bangkok, Oriental setting

And the city don't know that the city is getting

The creme de la creme of the chess world in a

Show with everything but Yul Brynner

Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute

Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it

All change -- don't you know that when you

Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

It's Iceland -- or the Philippines -- or Hastings -- or --

or this place!

[COMPANY]

One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster

The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free

You'll find a god in every golden cloister

And if you're lucky then the god's a she

I can feel an angel sliding up to me

[THE AMERICAN]

One town's very like another

When your head's down over your pieces, brother

[COMPANY]

It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity

To be looking at the board, not looking at the city

[THE AMERICAN]

Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town --

[COMPANY]

Tea, girls, warm, sweet

Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite

[THE AMERICAN]

Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist

Whose every move's among the purest

I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine

[COMPANY]

One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble

Not much between despair and ecstasy

One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble

Can't be too careful with your company

I can feel the devil walking next to me

[THE AMERICAN]

Siam's gonna be the witness

To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness

This grips me more than would a

Muddy old river or reclining Buddha

And thank God I'm only watching the game -- controlling it --

I don't see you guys rating

The kind of mate I'm contemplating

I'd let you watch, I would invite you

But the queens we use would not excite you

So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage

parlours --

[COMPANY]

One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster

The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free

You'll find a god in every golden cloister

A little flesh, a little history

I can feel an angel sliding up to me

One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble

Not much between despair and ecstasy

One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble

Can't be too careful with your company

I can feel the devil walking next to me

[charlotte49er]

And this one. BLINDED BY THE LIGHT!

Blinded by the light,

wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light,

wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light,

wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer

with a teenage diplomat

In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps

his way into his hat

With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,

I tripped the merry-go-round

With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,

the calliope crashed to the ground

The calliope crashed to the ground

But she was

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Some silicone sister with a manager mister

told me I got what it takes

She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong,

play the song with the funky break"

And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart

to see if it was safe outside

And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly

and asked me if I needed a ride

Asked me if I needed a ride

Asked me if I needed a ride

But she was...

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light

She got down but she never got tired

She's gonna make it through the night

She's gonna make it through the night

------ guitar solo ------

But mama, that's where the fun is

But mama, that's where the fun is

Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun

But mama, that's where the fun is

Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone

preacher from the east

Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone,

that's where they expect it least"

And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner,

watching the young girls dance

And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone,

reminding him of romance

The calliope crashed to the ground

But she was...

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

{the following two sections are sung simultaneously}

1)

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light,

~ wrapped up like a deuce, another runner in the night

~ Blinded by the light

2)

~ Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer

~ with a teenage diplomat

~ In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps

~ his way into his hat

~ With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,

~ I tripped the merry-go-round

~ With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,

~ the calliope crashed to the ground

~ Now Scott with a slingshot finially found a tender spot

~ and throws his lover in the sand

~ And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot

~ save the buckshot, turn up the band

~

~ Some silicone sister with a manager mister

~ told me I go what it takes

~ She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She got down but she never got tired

She's gonna make it through the night

[cookinbrak]

Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought

Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about

So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts

Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up

You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds

I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns

Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex just like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined

To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

Do it now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Gettin' horny now

Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket

Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it

Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas

But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"

So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, B-5 you sunk my battleship

Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip

So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time" you'll Lovett just like Lyle

And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"

Do it now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Gettin' horny now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Gettin' horny now

[cookinbrak]

Vulcanize the whoopee stick

In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch

With the lap rocket

Batter dip the cranny ax

In the gut locker

Retrofit the pudding hatch

Ooh la la

With the boink swatter

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then

In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though

I Brazilian wax poetic so pathetically

I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Marinate the nether rod

In the squish mitten

Power drill the yippee bog

With the dude piston

Pressure wash the quiver bone

In the bitch wrinkle

Cannonball the fiddle cove

Ooh la la

With the pork steeple

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then

In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though

I Brazilian wax poetic so pathetically

I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where pronto

[Mr. Scot]

What...

Seriously...what? :confused: