Do you have weird alternative lyrics for songs that play in your head?

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Whenever "People Are Strange" by The Doors starts playing in my head, this is how I hear it:

People are strange
When you're a stranger
When you are not
Then people are not

This is because I have no idea how the song goes after the line "when you're a stranger". What about you, what do you hear?

Tuomas, Thursday, 11 June 2009 21:24 (twelve years ago) link

I do this all the time but sometimes I don't even use real words - I just make up nonsense words that sound like they fit and use those.

When I was a kid I thought "I Shot the Sheriff" was "Eyeshot to Sherry" and I was ok with that.

sloth say hi to me (ENBB), Thursday, 11 June 2009 21:28 (twelve years ago) link

Oh yeah, I do the nonsense words thing too.

Tuomas, Thursday, 11 June 2009 21:43 (twelve years ago) link

I do this all the time with Cocteau Twins songs.

touch my bum / this is life (daavid), Thursday, 11 June 2009 21:48 (twelve years ago) link

I like pizza I like cake
i like mashed po-tayyy-toes
i don't like eating fish sticks
i don't like old meatloaf
what we do is secret, secret

Philip Nunez, Thursday, 11 June 2009 21:54 (twelve years ago) link

For me - 'Can't Hardly Wait' by The Replacements will always have the line in my head - Jesus rides beside me - He never imbibes and he smokes

BlackIronPrison, Thursday, 11 June 2009 22:30 (twelve years ago) link

Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
I really lost my bacon

xhuxkfactor (los blue jeans), Friday, 12 June 2009 02:18 (twelve years ago) link

my brother's interpretation of Pixies' "Gigantic" has always stayed in my head:


Vokuhila (latebloomer), Friday, 12 June 2009 02:30 (twelve years ago) link

For some reason every time I sing the "Different Strokes" theme song I sing, "A man is born, he's a man of steel".

sloth say hi to me (ENBB), Friday, 12 June 2009 02:40 (twelve years ago) link

For some reason it happens a lot with The Beatles

We all live in a yellow submarine
A purple jellybean, (yelling) A TUB OF MARGARINE!


I wanna hold your hand,
your hand, your hand, your hand...
(Because of that stupid joke: what did one boy octopus say to the girl octopus? I wanna hold your hand, your hand, your hand, your hand...)

VegemiteGrrrl, Friday, 12 June 2009 03:01 (twelve years ago) link


kate78, Friday, 12 June 2009 03:06 (twelve years ago) link

Not in my version! I did however forget "mouldy mandarine".

bubblegum machine, you say? that's a good one!

VegemiteGrrrl, Friday, 12 June 2009 03:24 (twelve years ago) link

Embarrassing, but for We Will Rock You, in my head I always sing:

"We will, we will
F#ck you, Suck you, stick it right up you!"

We used to sing it in school sports. Oh Australian childhood. I miss you.

VegemiteGrrrl, Friday, 12 June 2009 03:25 (twelve years ago) link

Hahah that, and "Am I ever gonna see your face again? (no way, get fucked, fuck off!")

We used to all get in trouble at school socials when that song came on.

I'm Rick Wakeman, bitch! (Trayce), Friday, 12 June 2009 05:16 (twelve years ago) link

I do this all the time:

Picking up the pieces
Half alive in a nine 'til five
Bacon eyes

("swamp thing")

I'm Rick Wakeman, bitch! (Trayce), Friday, 12 June 2009 05:17 (twelve years ago) link

Jesus loves the little children,
All the little children of the world...
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans white with foam

I dunno, the two just sort of merge in my brain. And I don't particularly like either song. It's just one of those weird earworms that shows up in my head some mornings

VegemiteGrrrl, Friday, 12 June 2009 05:34 (twelve years ago) link

xxpost: Trayce, when I was about 13 my 16yo cousin from Morwell came up to visit me, and we went to a Saturday night disco together. The DJ played "Am I Ever Gonna See your Face Again", everyone was dancing. I turn around and my cousin is STANDING ON A CHAIR, headbanging with her fist pumping in the air. I thinking, Omg wtf are you doing? After the song finished she said, " I don't get it. No-one stood on their chair! That's what everyone does when they play that song in Morwell." I was too young to know that I should have replied, "Um yeah. Because they're all BOGANS." Good times.

VegemiteGrrrl, Friday, 12 June 2009 05:39 (twelve years ago) link

Bahaahah! Thats so awesome :D

I grew up in a bogany town in NSW, but I dont remember anyone standing on chairs, heh =) They would have all headbanged and whatever though - this was a school where the school dances usually played shit like the Angels, Bon Jovi and Europe ughhh.

I'm Rick Wakeman, bitch! (Trayce), Friday, 12 June 2009 06:20 (twelve years ago) link

It's the eye of the tuber
It's the thrill of the fries
dipped in ketchup as I put them in my mow-ow-owth
it's the yam on the counter
with its roots growing out
that gave me the eye-dea ... eye of the tuber

giving a shit when it isn't your turn to give a shit (sarahel), Friday, 12 June 2009 07:26 (twelve years ago) link

What's a "bogan"?

Tuomas, Friday, 12 June 2009 08:14 (twelve years ago) link

this happens to me but with the tune not the lyrics. if i could remember the example...

whatever, Friday, 12 June 2009 23:03 (twelve years ago) link

I have tons of these... I didn't know what came after 'Rocketman' in the Elton John song so just sang "Rocketman... he is a man with a rocket on"

Not the real Village People, Friday, 12 June 2009 23:38 (twelve years ago) link

Hey macarena BAHA'I!

Philip Nunez, Saturday, 13 June 2009 00:34 (twelve years ago) link

I've been singing Television's Torn Curtain in the shower lately, except the lyrics were "porrrn...squirt-ain". See how clever I am?

what u arrestin me for, innit (╓abies), Saturday, 13 June 2009 00:42 (twelve years ago) link

xxpost: Tuomas, a 'bogan' is a slang term, basically the Australian version of white trash. Dunno if that translates. Lower middle class if you want to get down to nuts and bolts. Guys wear mullets, skinny jeans, flannel shirts and metal t-shirts. Girls have bad bleach jobs or bad perms, too-tight clothes, blue mascara and fight each other in broad daylight.
At least that's how they were in my town. Could be different now, I've been gone for a while.

VegemiteGrrrl, Saturday, 13 June 2009 02:08 (twelve years ago) link

It's not a song lyric specifically, but every time I hear the 'IAEA' mentioned on the news, I have to sing "EEEE EYE EEE EYE OHHHH". Really loud. Yes. I am a child.

VegemiteGrrrl, Saturday, 13 June 2009 02:10 (twelve years ago) link

Also I didn't know what came after 'Frosty the Snowman' so just sang (and still do) "Frosty the Snowman... is a snowman made of snow"

There's a theme to mine....

Not the real Village People, Monday, 15 June 2009 23:09 (twelve years ago) link

we are the sons of no one
keggers of yore

鬼の手 (Edward III), Wednesday, 24 June 2009 21:09 (twelve years ago) link

Joni, "Harry's House / Centerpiece"

The more I’m with you, pretty baby
The more I feel my love increase
I’m building all my dreams around you
Our happiness will never cease
’cause nothing’s any good without you

(cue rebbie jackson)

giovanni & ribsy (elmo argonaut), Wednesday, 24 June 2009 21:13 (twelve years ago) link

I used to think that Billy Joel's "For the Longest Time" was a first person confessional to "Father Longenstein." Raised Catholic, lol.

Trip Maker, Wednesday, 24 June 2009 21:31 (twelve years ago) link

four weeks pass...

I'm a juggalo soldier
broader than broadway
keep keepin on
I don't care what they say

gee thanks noodle vague

鬼の手 (Edward III), Wednesday, 22 July 2009 19:28 (twelve years ago) link

Google Image Search is surprisingly disappointing for "juggalo soldier".

Juggalo Soldier (Noodle Vague), Wednesday, 22 July 2009 19:29 (twelve years ago) link

juggalo gals go round the outside round the outside round the outside

鬼の手 (Edward III), Wednesday, 22 July 2009 19:31 (twelve years ago) link

thanks to Mr. Hegelson:

I'm a Matt ... I'm a DC ... I'm a combination Matt DC.

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