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Welcome to Sleepy Jean's Mondegreens!
That's another word for misheard lyrics.
This a alphabetized, detailed collection of misheard Monkees song lyrics,
because I find them *highly* entertaining.
Understanding song lyrics is an integral part to understanding
the intending meaning of a song.
The fact I misheard most of these hear makes me question
my sanity.
Some of these mondegreens have been submitted to this site by Monkees fans,
but admittedly, I believe most of these are mine.
And back when I was younger, and avoiding the responsibilities
of high school, I took the time to compose this entire page.
Scary? Perhaps.
Entertaining? I hope. Obsessive? You bet.
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The first line under each song title is the real verse, and the one(s) under it are/is the misheard one(s).
Because you're only 'only selling ads'
Because you're only, only selling us
The naked lunch is on your knife
You're making lunches on your knife
Your copy kills, Your copy smells,
Realities are crushed beneath the ads your copy sells!
You coffee kills, your coffee smells, and all I need is crushed with me, in the end, your coffee sells!
Don't know just what I said wrong, but girl, I apologize
Don't know just what I said long ago, I apologize
Don't know just what I said wrong ago, I apologize
There's so much to do in the sunlight
There's so much to do in the summer
Fine man, crazy man, he can't see
Blind man, crazy me, he can't see
Farmer from Michigan, he can't see
Somebody stole they mind...
Somebody stole their minds...
Red and yellow cartoons are saying we need you
Red and yellow clouds are saying we need you
Sold brass statuary gaurds the door
Solid brass structure, it was out the door
Solid grass statue rarely guards the door
Grizzle da-da, grizzle da-da
Fizzle da-da, fizzle da-da
No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda...
No bird of grace ever lit on Antique Grizelda...
And the reason that they came were two horses by the name
of Beauty and The Magnum Force
And the reason that they came were two horses by the name
of Beauty and The Magnum what?
Keeper of men and a shadow...
Keeper of meaner a shadow...
Keeper, I mean, of a shadow
With harbingers of peace telling lies.
With harbourings of peace, and telling lies.
With hamburgers of peace, telling lies.
With a stance secure in seconds thoughts.
With a stance secure in seconds lost.
Your silhouette...
You're so wet...
Glide, glide on Carioca...
Fly, fly on Carioca...
Motor yacht pulses in the Casablanca moonlight
Mosey on down past the Casablanca Moonlight
la da ne... la da ne... la da ne da... la da ne...
My daughter... my daughter... my dau-aw-ter... my daughter...
Here I stand, at demand
Here I stand, happy man
There was much about our parting, which seemed amiss...
There was much about her parting, which seemed, I miss
There was much about our partying which I miss
Longing to be where the melted kisses fall
Longing to be where the noted kisses fall
Hoping to promote a dream somewhere along the way.
Hoping to promote some demon there along the way.
You're not the only choo-choo train, that was left out in the rain, the day after Santa came...
You're not the only choo-choo train, that was left out in the rain, the day of the
hurricane...
Dark and rolling figures move through prisms of no color
Rock and rolling figures move through prisms of no color
Paradise, look down upon a world that litters glibly
Terror signs, look down upon a world that littlers barely
Pirouette down palsied paths with pennies for the vender
Peer or at down paisley paths, with pennies for van, dear
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to find the answer
You once thought of me as a white knight on his steed
You once thought of me as a white knight on his knees
You once thought of me as a white knight's honest sneeze
My shaving razor's cold, and it stings
My shaving razor's gold, and it rings
My shaving razor's cold, and it sings (his probably does...)
So, goodbye, I'm a-leavin', I see no sense
So, goodbye, I believe in a seagull's sense
So, goodbye, I believe in an eagle's sense
So, goodbye, I believe in a seagull's sail
From a killing in the market on the war
From a killing in the market on the wall
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
And the brightly faded ties of surfing badgers in the sand, wading through the door
into summer
I heard a sweet voice say...
I heard a sweet boy say...
A hot bowl of soup and a shave
A hot bowl of soup and a shake
Even you can be reborn, you naughty ne'er-do-well.
Even you can be reborn in nineteen hundred as well.
My steaming coffee warms my face
My steaming coffee warns my face
My steaming coffee warms my veins
Soup from the bone...
Super meatball...
And he said, "I'm proud to be born for an engineer
With C&O road to die."
And he said, "I'm proud to be born for an engine I love, but seen a road to die"
I want to die for the engine I love:
One hundred and forty-three."
I want to die for the engine I love: at one hundred and forty-three."
Forget that girl
Go get that girl
Girl, for making the night time nicer...
Girl, for making the night time nighter...
I didn't need this extra weight
I didn't need this sex with her
I wish I could see my way to shore
I wish I could see the way it shown
And now I see the life I led, I slept it all away in bed
And now I see the light a little, I slipped it all a way, I mean
I can't believe why I jumped, I'd like to get my tummy pumped
I can't believed the lie I jumped, I lied again, my Tommy pumps
Waving back to the suckers on shore
Waving back to the folks on shore
I'm going to know a better day, I'll go down grooving all the way
I'm going now, I'm better down, I'm go-go-going all the way
Caused the year of happy moonbeams
Was the hero, happy moving
The time to shed the blossoms soon will come
The time to share, eat blossoms, so look on...
And the lady she was holding
Handling stick, she was holding
If you think my goals could be so trivial and small
If you think my nose could be so trivial and small...
I one went with a belly dancer
I once went with Marilyn Manson
Lum do dee ally day
Oh, re-ee-al-itay (as in reality, au francais)
One around I didn't stand a chance a
I went around, I couldn't stand a chance here
And so alive
And so was I
Who gave her love, and made me hers...
Who gave me love, and made me hurt...
And when you find the one you're dreaming of who thinks to ask, "How old is love?"
And when you find the one you're dreaming of, it sings/seems to ask "How old is love?"
I'll be true...
I'll beat you...
Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer!
Then I saw her faint, now I'm a bulimic!
You can talk about you men of Gideon, you can talk about your men of Saul
You can talk but you can't get even, you can't talk, but you can not solve...
And their all girl five-piece band
And their old girl five-piece band
And unfortunatly, it kind of gets me down
And all the children see, it kind of gets me down
And of generosity, it kid of gets me down
Let's dance on!
This hits home!
Now hang on baby, I'll do the "sloopy" with you!
Now Hang on baby, I'll be sleeping with you!
I know you'll come back some day, line by line.
I know you'll come back some day and laugh my lines.
Bye-bye, sweet miss
I buy sweetness
Then turn your brown eyes to the wall.
Then turn your brown eyes to the war.
Was that message there before you were so wise?
Was that message there before...? You were... so... oh why?
Sandra, long hair, and bead girl
Sandra, long hair, a beat girl
Sandra, long hair, and pig tails
As it mingled with our sighs
As it mingled with our size
Now, I saw the moon that night
Somehow I saw the moon last night
Choosing it, amusing myself without a care.
Choosing and I'm loosing the supplied care.
Not arriving anywhere.
Nine to nine everywhere.
Tooling, fueling my good feeling
Tooling, fueling mad-hood feeling.
Asked Sally to go with me but she made it very clear..
I decided to go with me, but I made it very clear...
Had a salad that called my name.
I could hide in the crack in the road.
I get high on the crack in the road.
It's time to climb into my saddle
It's time to climb into my sideburns
That I'd rather take my chances with the heat.
That I'd rather take my chances with the Geats.
The only difference between me and Peter is I'm just stoned, legal.
The only difference between me and Peter is I'm just a Stone, legal.
Carlos slammed his foot down hard upon the pavement
Carlos slammed his foot down hard upon the table
So take my hand, I'll start my journey, free from all the helpless worry
So take my hand outside my journey, free from all the helpless worry
What?! Are you kidding me? Psycho-jello!
What?! Are you kidding me? Psycho-drop out!
Creature comfort goals
Creature crescent rolls
They only numb my soul
Mailman on my soul
Ahhh... thoughts all seem to stray
My thoughts all seem a stray
Charcoal burning everywhere
Chocolate pudding everywhere
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice, an image can not survive
A face unfolds, and overdone houses, done close, in which you can not survive
Wanting to be, to hear and to see, crying to the skies
Wanting to be, to hear and to see, climbing to the skies
Clicks, clacks, riding the backs of giraffes, for laughs, it's alright for a while
Clicks, clacks, remembering back to giraffes, and life says it's alright for a while
The ego sings of castles and kings
Then he will sing of castles and kings
Wanting to feel, living is a lie
Wanting to feel, living this life
The Porpoise is waiting, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...
The Purpose is waiting, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...
Cares of the day have feld...my little sleepy head
Tears of the day have fled... my little sleepy head
Tumble in bed, my tired, my little sleepy head
Tumble in bed my child, my little sleepy head
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately at the door
The four kings of e, am I sitting stately at the door?
Now they've darkened all the windows, and the seats are naugahide
Now they've docked up all the windows, and the seats are now to hide
Please don't let fear
Please don't eat daisies (don't ask, okay)
Please don't eat leaves
Your conscious was guide, and he's gone
Your conscious was guide, and he's wrong
And you're need for such boldness is gone
And your need for such moments is gone
And what I thought was proper for battle
And what I thought was proper baffle
And what I thought was proper for laughter
And that I might be able to talk you into stickin' around
for a couple of years
And that I might be able to talk you into stickin' around for a couple of beers
Who told me of sinister things which would happen
Who told me in sin a stirring that would happen
And lives that were based on
And the lies that were based on
That's why I think I undid him when I started to kid him.
That's why I think I undid it when I started to hit him.
That's why I think I undid it when I started to hit on him.
She found three new ways that she could help the dead
She found dreamy ways that she could help the Dead (as in Gratefull)
Copper Kettles, different kinds of tin...
Other cattle, different kinds of tin...
You want to kiss her, hold her way up tight
You want to kiss her, but you're way up tight
You can feel the furor that's going to be
You can feel the fear that's going to be
She... she devoured all my sweet love
She... she devoured all my sweet-n-low
How old you'd say your sister was...?
How would you say your sister was...?
I heard you taught your sister the shing-a-ling too...
I heard you taught your sister that she could lay too...
See the lazy windmills slowly turning, ahhhh...
See the lazy windmills slowly turning eyes...
Moving with the winds down the highways of goodbye
Moving with the winds down the highways of my eyes...
Looking over maps of memories for the road...
Looking over maps of *Emilys* for the road...
Could be that you're the one that was on them...?
Could be that you're the one that was taunted...?
Misheard added lib at the end:
... And the plants have grown, and I have friends that mean what they say now... And I'm fucking America now!
Take a letter, keep on going, where ever it is she's going to...
Think I'll let her keep on going, where ever it is she's going to...
You won't find me girl in your book of who's whos
You won't find me girl in your book of loosers
She is never last
She is never less
The seeds of doubt you planted have started to grow wild
The seeds I doubt you planted have started to go wild
It's time you felt like you did then
This time you felt like you did then
Reasoned verse, some prose, or rhyme, loose themselves in other times
Reason, song, or prose, or rhyme, loose themselves a dozen times
Waiting hopes cast silent spells that speak in clouded clues
Waiting cults cast silent spells that speak in clouded clues
Midnight, looks right, standing more at ease
Midnight, Bud Light, standing more at ease
About as low as I felt in a long time...
Now that's love, as I felt in a long time...
And now I've got a badly hurt heart to show it
Now I've got her badly hurt and I've got to show it
Here we come...
Here we cum...
You can't try and walk down two different roads, and look to both of them to bring you home.
You can't try and walk down two different roads: look to *both* of them to take you home.
Sometimes you think, "I'll wait,"
Sometimes you think I'll wait
Uncle Pen played the fiddle
All the men played the fiddle
Uncle Ben played the fiddle
He played the tune they called the "Soldiers' Joy" and the one that they called the "Boston Boy"
He played the one they called the Soldier's Drawer, and the one that they called the Bobsled Boy...
Old Uncle Pen was called away
Old Uncle Ben was hauled away
It felt like I was standing in a wind
A head like mine was standing in the way
I started to unravel the unmitigated walk
I started to arive at the unintegrated walk
When from the door marked "EXIT" they came in
When from a door marked "EXXON" they came in
Unending joy that did not cease to rise.
An angel that did not cease to rise.
I touched the open hand of selfless love.
Then touched the open handles of this touch.
Nothing else establishes the theme
Nothing else establishes a dream
Just a loud mouthed Yankee, I went down to Mexico
Just without much thinking, I went down to Mexico
While sweeping up the sawdust underneath the bar room booth
While sweeping up the Santas, underneath the bar room booth
The forest deep within revealed the struggle
The four was deep with envy in their struggle
Are you aware that the people who care... are mostly stainless steal...?
Are you aware that the people who care... mostly stay asleep?
Forwarned is forarmed, it hurts, I'm leaving
A Force is for a difference... I'm leaving
I may be wrong, I can't love what I am just hearing
I may be wrong, I can't live like I am just hearing