Yesterday I put up a non-prize contest to guess the rock songs (along with their artists) that included the names of foods. I’ll put below which songs I was thinking of, though the readers clearly found many other ones I didn’t think of. Too many people Googled, though I asked for your own neuronally-based knowledge.
Hamburger and malt (same song): “I just can’t stop dancing” by Archie Bell and the Drells
Hot dog and french fries (same song): This is an easy one: “Under the boardwalk” by the Drifters
Coke (the soft drink): I didn’t think anybody would get this one, at least for the song I was thinking of, “All summer long” by the Beach Boys. And nobody did get it, but some brought up other songs, unknown to me, that include the word “coke” as a drink. The Beach Boys song, by the way, has some of the worst lyrics I’ve ever heard (we should have another contest on that; MacArthur Park is a contender). Here are a few:
Sittin’ in my car outside your house
(Sittin’ in my car outside your house)
‘Member when you spilled coke all over your blouse
T-shirts, cut-offs, and a pair of thongs
(T-shirts, cut-offs, and a pair of thongs)
We’ve been having fun all summer long. . .
Miniature golf and Hondas in the hills
(Miniature golf and Hondas in the hills)
When we rode the horse we got some thrills
Every now and the we hear our song
(Every now and the we hear our song)
We’ve been having fun all summer long
Latte: “Drops of Jupiter” by Train. This has to be a contender for the worst lyrics of any recent song. These include:
Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo
Reminds me that there’s room to grow, hey . .
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you’re wrong?
Cake: “MacArthur Park” by Richard Harris. This song peaked at #2 on the American charts in 1968, and I remember the torture I felt each time it was on the radio.
Cherry pie: “Cherry pie” by Skip and Flip (1960). But there have of course been many other songs with this comestible.
Pumpkin pie: “Apples, peaches, pumpkin pie” by Jay and the Techniques.
Fudge: “Savoy Truffle” by the Beatles
Fried chicken: See “Drops of Jupiter” above.
Since we’re on to bad lyrics (and I have a whole collection of these), do put below which song has the worst lyrics you know of, and please include the really egregious parts. Here’s a start:
Daddy loved and raised 8 kids on a miner’s pay,
Mommy scrubbed our clothes on a washboard every day,
Why, I seen her fingers bleed, to complain, there was no need,
She’d smile in mommy’s understanding way. . .
The work we done was hard, at night we’d sleep ’cause we were tard, [The lyrics are “tired”, but it’s pronounced to rhyme with “hard”.]
I never thought of ever leavin’ Butcher Holler.
–Loretta Lynn, “Coal Miner’s Daughter”
In the year 2525,
If man is still alive,
If woman can survive
They may find.
–Zager and Evans, “In the year 2525”