rick@uwmacc.UUCP (the absurdist) (09/30/84)
[Anacreon in Heaven : worst tune!]
Well, surely the words for "MacArthur Park" are in the running,
all that junk about "it took so long to bake it/And I'll never
have that recipe again!". (For those who have never heard the
song's lyrics, it has something to do with a cake, which I
believe represents her romance, and the rain, and baking, etc.
The whole thing comes off rather like a particularly bad
interpretation of the Song of Solomon, where everything
stands for something else.) This one is particularly obnoxious
as it seems to have lived on long past its deserved lifetime
in the repertoire of bar bands.
Then again, let us not forget "I am Woman". Rumor has it
that Mary Travers tried to record it once, but could never
get past those lyrics about "I am strong/I am invincible/I am
Woman" without breaking out in hysterical laughter. National
Lampoon's record "Good-bye Rock" has a particularly vicious send
up of this song.
--
"I've seen the needle and the damage done"
-- Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle
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1210 West Dayton St/U Wisconsin Madison/Mad WI 53706techpub@mhuxt.UUCP (mcgrew) (10/12/84)
I just thought of one (though there are thousands)
"Strip" by Adam Antnosmo@pyuxqq.UUCP (P Valdata) (10/16/84)
Then there's the flip side to "Behind the Green Door," a mid-fifties favorite of mine when I was a tad. I can't remember the artist but the song is called "Little Man in Chinatown." It goes something like this: Well, there was a little man in Chinatown (He was a little man indeed) And so this little man in Chinatown (He was a little man indeed) Well, one day this little man in Chinatown (He was....) And that's all there is, over and over and over. Another candidate would be "Running Bear" (Running Bear loved Little White Dove, with a love big as the sky...now they'll always be together in the happy hunting ground). Then there's always Lorne Greene's hit, Ringo." Pat Valdata pyxh!nosmo
asente@decwrl.UUCP (Paul Asente) (10/21/84)
Another example of truly horrible lyrics is in Prince's "Erotic City." (On the flip side of something from "Purple Rain," I think) "If we cannot make babies, maybe we can make some time..."