― Nude Spock, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Gonna grind me a white castle slider outa indias sacred cow
...and when all the sausages dance like Ray Bolger on the hood in a traffic jam....
Like a bedpan, like a sea horse, like a hiccup...
pass me some of that dumb ass over there . . .
Dropkick me Satan...through the goalposts of hell!
It's like getting a blowjob from your mom in the backseat of a cab on the way to sunday schoooooool
...and they all had boners and swollen clits...
i smoke elvis presleys toenails when I wanna get high
I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at homeyou can have my legs just leave my mail aloneand I can't talk, so I guess I got nothin' to say,I'll keep my eyes, just take these tears away....
i'd rather be a matchstick than a lighter, i'd like to watch the wood curl up and burn
"Exclamation mark click click click click click click click click click click click exclamation mark click exclamation mark click click click click click click click"
"What about the voice of Geddy Lee" ...oops, wrong thread.
― OleM, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Hm. Foetus, is it?
Runners-up: The Sugarplastic. The Sugarplastic strike me as masters of making ridiculously inscrutable strings of lyrics become weirdly compelling:
"Handle it with caution cause it's not even mine ... Take a piece of politic and boil it in brine ... Grab her by the wings and drag her to the altar."
"I might say so-and-so is only you but my nominal description doesn't work in W-sub ... I really don't know why these numbers never bothered him -- take the matter up with Good Lord Jim ... Hats off, Sam Lloyd, stay another day, cause X is for great king Xerxes and always stays that way."
"Little teeth, little teeth, it's a wonder you can eat -- throw your food upon the floor, mash it up with your feet. ... Little teeth, you're the synagogue and little teeth, you're the son of god."
― Nitsuh, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― daria gray, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
In fact, there's a lot of nonsensical gems in those first singles compiled on Westing. I recently listened to Forklift closely enough to realise that actually it *isn't* just nonsense (though the story about going out of town to make a fortune, getting smashed and losing it all is kind of deranged, but so it should be), and sadly I think he doesn't sing "this I ask: that you serve as a forklift too" as the lyrics .txt on the internet says he does. That would've been, hmm, poignant and quoteable nonsense. Instead I fear he merely rages further at his boss and tells him to shove his forklift. Oh well.
I love this kind of thing, so I will probably return with non- Pavement answers at some point. If Pure Morning's "All The Guests Smile So Sweetly" really does contain the line, "I guess it was the FOX that tasted viiiiile!" (it sounds something like this) then I vote for that. Plus I guess much of Modest Mouse's "Heart Cooks Brain" might count, but it feels like it means stuff to me, so I can't bring myself to call it nonsense.
Hmm. I feel like Token IL* Stereotypical Indie Kid now. Well, I guess I am.
― Rebecca, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― chaki, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― maryann, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
"And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion/ I'd get such a shock I'd probably jump in the ocean." The Smiths, 'Nowhere Fast'.
"Doctor Faustus: horseshoes splacking, swallows haycart, cart-horse, of the peasant blocking his path." The Fall, 'Doctor Faustus'.
― RW, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Pretty much everything by the brilliant Robyn Hithcock.
― Alex in NYC, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― james, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― sundar subramanian, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― anthony, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Kidney Bingos ("money spines paper lung / kidney bingos organ fun" etc etc) may not look at all inspired on paper, but it seems a good deal more nonsensical than my previous nominations and the song rocks.
― turner, Saturday, 8 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― daria gray, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― badger, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Praterstern Melanie Sommerfrost Harmonie Siegestor Silver Blink Meisterschuss Bischofsstadt Paderborn Nina Weibull Schweizer Gruss Lavaglut MEGIDDO MEGIDDO MEGIDDO
― OleM, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Praterstern Melanie Sommerfrost Harmonie
Siegestor Silver Blink Meisterschuss
Bischofsstadt Paderborn Nina Weibull Schweizer Gruss
Lavaglut MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO
Duwo Präsident Romeo Telstar
Goldfassade Dorothy Molde Solo Sympathie
Lieselotte Allgäu Irish Wonder Elmshorn
Diamant Topsi Margo Köster Baltika
Wiener Charme Roter Panther Lady Rose
MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO MEGGIDDO
― Dog Latin, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― james, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I am a cipher I am a cipher You light the pilot You make the metaphor come true There's too much time to think
Love Theme From Santo Gold
Or something like that, but thats about creating a mood.
'One of us is a cigar stand and one of us is a lovely blue incandescent guillotine' Malkmus says this so slow, that I really wanted to know what he actualy said.... now I know... mood shmood.
And beck... something about a carbarator tied to the moon, and something something with the fruit of the ages.
― Lou, Sunday, 9 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Bobby D Gray, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― alex in mainhattan, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Dave225, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
ding dang a dong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime i try to do it all now baby am i on the run why why why why why baby if it's so evil then? give me my time, with all my power give it to me all again (wow) ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong every where i go
everytime you tell me baby when i settle down got to get me a trailer park and hold my world around why why why why?
ding ding donga dong dong ding dong dingy dingy son of a gun half my time i tell you baby never am I all for sure why why why why why baby sicky sicky from within everytime I stick my finger on in ya you're a wild wild little town bitch now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long dingy a dingy dong a down
in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong a sticky sticky son of a gun ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong why why never know why why wack a dong a dang ding dong then you take it on the bill ding dang dong don't dong whoa!
i wanna love ya!
why why why, why why darling do you do you tell me to play? half the time I talk about it all now baby you know what I'm talkin' about I said why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky son of a gun ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun
bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong
bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong
aarrrhhhh...
ding dang a dang bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime I try to do it all now baby am I on the run why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky dawn of a gun bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a ticky ticky thought of a gun bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam ticky ticky through the day
if you got a doubt 'bout baby the memory is on the bed why why why why why darlin' uh it don't know when my time is on might tell me never do it on his own if my time was all as is yours make me burn a wish when my time with you is brutish no I'll never not ever
why why why why why why baby heavy hell alone and it's here it's this thunder the thunder oh thunder oh!
jesus built my car it's a love affair mainly jesus and my hot rod
yeah, fuck it!
― Kodanshi, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
2. Pavement lyrics aren't really nonsense. They make sense is you read them in context "Nun is to church as parrot is to perch" is just an analogy word game excerpt. Ole Stephen makes a good amount of sense, just in a pun-y way. He is witty chap. Whether or not he is pretentious, um who knows? He didn't tell his band they were broken up, so he's either a pretentious ass or a scared little boy. Or maybe just human. Just not lest ye be.
3. LOUIE LOUIE has the best nonsense lyrics ever. They made them on the spot, plus you can't understand them. So they will be invisible forever. God Bless the Kingsmen.
― Gage-o, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― nickn, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― chaki, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― michael, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― daria gray, Monday, 10 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
My, my my, we're treating each other just like strangers I can't ignore the significance of these changes But you can't treat it lightly, And you'll have to face the consequences All my worst fears are grounded You have to make the choice between The Paw Paw Negro Blowtorch and me (no, no, no, no)
By this time time I got to looking for a kind of substitute I can't tell you quite how, Except that it rhymes with dissolute (oh naughty, naughty): But my baby's so lazy, she is almost unable And it's driving me crazy 'Cause her loving's just a fable that we sometimes try, With passion, to recall...
Send for an ambulance or an accident investigator He's breathing like a furnace, so I'll see you later, alligator He'll set the sheets on fire - mmm, quite a burning lover Now he'll barbecue your kitten: he is just another learner lover You have to make the choice between The Paw Paw Negro Blowtorch and me...
That was paw paw Negro blowtorch from here come the warm jets. But as with many weird songs it does make a kind of sence sometimes, it would be difficult to say that this is NOT a song about love (and barbecued kittens) The same goes for david bowies 'life on mars':
See the mice in their million hordes From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads Rule Britannia is out of bounds To my mother, my dog, and clowns
Again, though I don't have an exact handle on what this particular drug addled freak is saying I CAN say thats it's something to do with England..... How ever this is the same song where micky mouse grows up to become a cow, so what the f**k do I know eh?
― Lou, Tuesday, 11 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― sundar subramanian, Tuesday, 11 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Answer to the question: Billy McKenzie's McGonagall tribute.
― Robin Carmody, Tuesday, 11 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Depeche Mode - "New Life" Sisters of Mercy - "This Corrosion"
― Curt1s Stephens, Sunday, 2 September 2007 21:43 (eighteen years ago)
Haha the recent Holger Hiller revive made me google "duwo präsident romeo telstar" to find out the title of the Palais Schaumburg* song I mentioned here NINE YEARS AGO, in order to see if it's on youtube or something... nope, that post is still apparently the only occurrence of those lyrics on the entire Web. o_O
Goldfassade Dorothy Molde Solo Sympathie.
*) Hiller-less by that time, I believe.
― anatol_merklich, Wednesday, 29 December 2010 21:16 (fourteen years ago)
[some personal nostalgia crap deleted] yes, it was fun :)
Palais Schaumburg - rosenhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI4213qhdOg
― meisenfek, Wednesday, 29 December 2010 22:48 (fourteen years ago)
holy shit meisenfek. Utterly grateful. Just allude to something music-related not findable on the web, and ILM turns up. Thanks!!
― anatol_merklich, Wednesday, 29 December 2010 23:13 (fourteen years ago)
pleasure! but dont be so thankful for having your holy grails decreased (btw i'm still looking for 'Fatman crossing' by The Tee Vees *on any media*)
― meisenfek, Thursday, 30 December 2010 09:08 (fourteen years ago)
so was listening to Weedeater's Goliathan and the song "Bully" came on and I swear dude just screeches "stick your head in doodoo", and then at the end of the song he yells "WEEWEE! DOODOO! DOODOO! WEEWEE!".
even by their standards I wasn't expecting that
― waiting for a czar to fall (Neanderthal), Friday, 24 February 2023 19:44 (two years ago)
Red Hot Chili Peppers have a b-side from Blood Sugar Sex Magick that was on the Wayne's World soundtrack, called Sikamikinico. it's a nonsense word that means nothing.
what if all of the California songs replaced the word "California" with "Sikamikinico"
― Neanderthal, Tuesday, 8 July 2025 20:21 (three months ago)
sorry, Sikamikanico
― Neanderthal, Tuesday, 8 July 2025 20:23 (three months ago)