TODAY'S EXAMPLE OF LYRICS FROM AN ERA (THE LATE SIXTIES) WHEN LYRICS REQUIRED NO THOUGHT WHATSOEVER
I'm so gladI'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm So Glad, by Cream, a truly glad band.

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But is he really glad?
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:01 AM
Worst
Posted by: Brainy Jello | April 08, 2005 at 07:02 AM
yep, that one sticks in your head. Aren't you glad?
Posted by: ceeg22 | April 08, 2005 at 07:02 AM
One thing about that group, they really rose to the top . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:02 AM
I'm glad I'm first. Provided that I am. Otherwise, I'm not so glad.
Could be a good jingle for a trash bag.
Posted by: Mike | April 08, 2005 at 07:03 AM
"So are you guys happy with your new found success?"
"Yeah, and we've written a little song about it."
Posted by: tyler | April 08, 2005 at 07:04 AM
I think somebody is overcompensating.
He'd this close [] to jumping into the bathtub with an electical applicance....
Posted by: marlodianne | April 08, 2005 at 07:04 AM
The song is the answer to the question, "Is that a banana in your pocket or..."
Posted by: pogo | April 08, 2005 at 07:07 AM
The DC5 were at least Glad All Over
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:11 AM
I'm glad you're not knocking Cream, Dave, because if you were I'd have to kill you, and nobody wants that, especially not you.
Posted by: Doug | April 08, 2005 at 07:15 AM
Similarly clever:
The Yardbirds - Pretty Music
Sweet music,
Sweet music.
Why do my heart skips a beat?
- Pretty music,
What makes the soul come out of me?
- Pretty music,
Somebody's really gotta tell me,
- Pretty music,
What makes this music sound so sweet?
- Pretty music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music.
Why do my heart skips a beat? Because it hates this song and wants to stop.
Posted by: Brainy Jello | April 08, 2005 at 07:17 AM
He must have misbehaved and as punishment had to write that song.
Posted by: punky brewster | April 08, 2005 at 07:17 AM
How about this lil' number by Bob "Nasal" Dylan
"Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you."
Posted by: teachmiami | April 08, 2005 at 07:18 AM
Okay - Correction: That Yardbirds tune is actually titled "Sweet Music" and I humbly beg everyone's pardon. Also, by way of additional information and relevance, Clapton played for both Cream and the Yardbirds.
Posted by: Brainy Jello | April 08, 2005 at 07:21 AM
I'm glad the "Say Goodbye to Cellulite" ad is on the right again . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:27 AM
Now it's gone! Noooo!
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:28 AM
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.....
Posted by: Graz | April 08, 2005 at 07:30 AM
Those late sixties drugs would do strange things to your head, they tell me.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | April 08, 2005 at 07:32 AM
Oh, and today's generation is SO much more thought provoking and inciteful...
I have a blue house with a blue window.
Blue is the colour of all that I wear.
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
Blue are the words I say and what I think.
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.
I'm blue da ba dee da ba die...
I'm melting, I'm melting...what a world, what a world!
Posted by: antiroach | April 08, 2005 at 07:33 AM
*clap clap*
Posted by: punky brewster | April 08, 2005 at 07:37 AM
At least "I'm glad" makes sense. Here's another great Cream hit (gotta love the 60's):
"Badge" by Eric Clapton and George Harrison
Thinkin’ ’bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin’ that I might have drove you too far.
And I’m thinkin’ ’bout the love that you laid on my table.
I told you not to wander ’round in the dark.
I told you ’bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you ’bout our kid, now he’s married to mabel.
Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Don’t you notice how the wheel goes ’round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.
Talkin’ ’bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didn’t have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.
Posted by: Reddsuss | April 08, 2005 at 07:37 AM
Mahatma: I still have it.
The ad, not cellulite.
Dave, one hates to carp, but didn't you do this thread in the past? Or was it another annoying, incredibly repetitive song?
I got to go, they're waiting for me at Cheraw Pawn, Gun & Jewelry.
antiroach, we on the geezer bus beg you: tell me you made that up.
teachmiami: come on, Bob is a genius.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 08, 2005 at 07:41 AM
Lay Lady Lay
a very sexy Dylan song, IMO
*sigh*
oh, the good old days!!!!
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 07:47 AM
Sure, you may mock the lyrics, but really, it's a great song. It's all in the delivery.
Posted by: Paul | April 08, 2005 at 07:49 AM
Thanks, I think. Any song whose first word is "yo" is unlikely to make the WCRE playlist, so I'm good.
Check this out: www.wcreradio.com.
Click on listen to Braves football.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 08, 2005 at 07:50 AM
Remember trying to figure out SWLABR? I mean, OMGWTFBBQ!
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 07:54 AM
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi Oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on.
'nuf said.
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | April 08, 2005 at 07:54 AM
they were glad AND they were free...
boh, boh, boh, b-boh, boh, I feel free
boh, boh, boh, b-boh, boh, I feel free
boh, boh, boh, b-boh, boh, I feel free
boh, boh, boh, b-boh, boh, I feel free
then a bunch of noise that sounds like words
I hate that new song on the radio and I have to hear it "over and over again, over and over again"
Mahatma, what's "OMGWTFBBQ"? I think I understand it up until the "BBQ" part. Mmmmmm, BBQ!
Posted by: cp | April 08, 2005 at 08:01 AM
SWLABR?
Hilarious site, MKJ - how do you find this stuff? I especially liked the part about writing down something very profound while under the influence and then trying to figure it out the next day!! Not that I've ever done that, of course!
*snork*
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 08:01 AM
cp = OMG is Oh My God, and WTF is WTF!?!? Think about it.
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 08:03 AM
I get into my car
The only time I'm happy is when I play my guitar
yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I read several months ago that Cream was going to tour again this summer, but then I heard nothing else about it. Wish I still had that silver poster from the album.
I guess Eric Clapton felt sorry for Ginger Baker, who must really need the money by now. (I'm amazed he's still alive, considering he looked like a malnourished pencil when he played with the band.)
Posted by: a dad | April 08, 2005 at 08:03 AM
Worst song without lyrics-
The "Chicken Dance" song often heard at really bad wedding receptions. If you know what I'm talking about and have danced to this song, you will(like me)never admit it. And thats not an admission by me, nope I have never done it. Just saying if YOU have done it, you will never admit it. Just saying. Why are you looking at me like that?
Posted by: tyler | April 08, 2005 at 08:07 AM
Cream covered "I'm So Glad", but the composer of the song was Mississippi bluesman, Skip James. It was purportedly first recorded by Skip in 1931. When you consider that the lyric came from an American black musician born in the 1920's, and weigh the lyric in the context of those times and how hard his life must have been, a succinct phrase like "I'm So Glad" is revealed as eloquent, joyful, and celebrative. The Cream made certain that Skip received royalties for his song (a rarity!) The money he received no doubt helped him in his advanced years. We should all be so glad.
Posted by: Bill Forth | April 08, 2005 at 08:09 AM
Bill: That's interesting background. Thanks. But I have to say, the song -- the Cream version, anyway -- still boils down to some guys singing "I'm so glad" about 53,000 times, which frankly does not come off as eloquent.
Posted by: Dave | April 08, 2005 at 08:15 AM
Just looked it up. A reunitied Cream will be playing in London the first week of May. Let's hope they can come to the USA, and that I can still stay up late enough to actually go to a concert.
Posted by: a dad | April 08, 2005 at 08:16 AM
Thanks Bill. Good to know.
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | April 08, 2005 at 08:17 AM
Scats -- Today those lyrics would be "I want to hold your gland." I've just been transferring the vhs of the beatles anthology series to DVD, and it has buckets of footage and commentary about their early years in Hamburg. I remember as a kid I wasn't impressed with their musicianship. Wow, was I stupid.
Posted by: everysandwich | April 08, 2005 at 08:49 AM
The art of fine poetry:
Baldrick: Oh, shall I do another one, then, sir?
Edmund: No -- we wouldn't want to exhaust you.
Baldrick: No, don't worry; I could go on all night.
Edmund: Not with a bayonet through your neck, you couldn't!
Baldrick: This one is called "The German Guns."
George: Oh, spiffing! Yes, let's hear that!
Baldrick: "Boom boom boom boom / Boom boom boom / BOOM BOOM, BOOM BOOM--
Edmund: "BOOM BOOM BOOM"?
Baldrick: How did you guess, sir?
George: I say, sir! That is spooky!
Baldrick, you genius you. ♥
Posted by: chim-chim waffleshorts | April 08, 2005 at 08:49 AM
Scat,
With such dramatic lyrics, one can definitely see why Gwyneth fell head over heels, huh?
Posted by: antiroach | April 08, 2005 at 08:49 AM
Scat- I think that ALL Coldplay songs make the same amount of sense: zero.
How about this winner?
Look at the stars, see how they shine for you
And all the things that you do
And it was all YELLOW!!
I drew a line, I drew a line for you
Oh, what a thing to do!
And it was all YELLOW!
many refernces to yellow (which is the name of the song) ad naseum...
Posted by: silver | April 08, 2005 at 08:53 AM
a friend of mine in high school always used to warn me not to try and figure out a "They Might Be Giants" song ... it'll cause a migraine.
for example:
When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone
You are an animal
The words I'm singing now mean nothing more than meow
To an animal
Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account
But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound
i may not know what They always mean, but i still love 'em.
Posted by: Original Enigma | April 08, 2005 at 09:08 AM
These aren't all the words.
By skip james
I知 so glad, I知 so glad. I知 glad, I知 glad, I知 glad.
I知 so glad, I知 so glad. I知 glad, I知 glad, I知 glad.
I don稚 know what to do, I don稚 know what to do, I don稚 know what to do.
I知 tired of weeping, I知 tired of moaning, I知 tired of crying for you.
Chorus
I知 tired of weeping, I知 tired of moaning, I知 tired of groaning for you.
I don稚 know what to do, I don稚 know what to do, I don稚 know what to do.
Chorus
Repeat chorus five times
Why do you misrepresent our past so? You are cruel and thoughtless.
Posted by: Chuck Kallenbach | April 08, 2005 at 09:20 AM
Springsteen said it best:
I'm going down, down, down, down.
I'm going down down
I'm going down I'm going down...
Posted by: kingman | April 08, 2005 at 09:24 AM
Springsteen also said:
Well listen up stud
Your life's been wasted
Til you've got down on your knees and tasted
A red headed woman
Yup.
Posted by: punky brewster | April 08, 2005 at 09:29 AM
Punky - what color is your hair?
Posted by: pogo | April 08, 2005 at 09:36 AM
Shhhh
Bob Seger is singing Turn The Page
Posted by: Sondra | April 08, 2005 at 09:38 AM
But, Original, They Might Be Giants don't consider themselves to be a deep, intropective band. They think they are funny.
Istanbul was Constantinople
Istanbul was Constatinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople,
Why did Constatinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks!
Ahhh... so classic
Posted by: silver | April 08, 2005 at 09:40 AM
And leave not out Particle Man
Posted by: silver | April 08, 2005 at 09:41 AM
All I have to say is:
na
na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na
na-na-na-na
Posted by: glenn | April 08, 2005 at 09:50 AM
Sondra,
Very funny! But I think that is the "Metallica" version we are hearing in our heads.
Posted by: Jeff | April 08, 2005 at 10:00 AM
and if i may add, Glenn - nah-nah-nah-nah, hey, hey, hey, goodbye...... [waving offstage]
Posted by: queensbee | April 08, 2005 at 10:10 AM
wasn't Harrison credited as "L'Angelo Misterioso" on 'Badge', and isn't it Clapton playing guitar on 'While My Guitar Gently Weeps'?
Posted by: insomniac | April 08, 2005 at 10:14 AM
pogo: not red.
Posted by: punky brewster | April 08, 2005 at 10:21 AM
pogo, Punky has hot pink hair. At least some of the time. Shiny, too.
And I know this is recycled, but
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true
Posted by: D'Artagnan | April 08, 2005 at 10:22 AM
Springsteen also said:
Wrap your legs 'round my engine
To which I say, I will, Bruce, just call me!
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 10:35 AM
I think the songwriters for Cream are the people who wrote the Map song that's on Dora The Explorer.
Posted by: Angie | April 08, 2005 at 10:45 AM
Also, Ginger Baker has been alive, well, off drugs and raising horses for decades, also playing pretty impressive jazz drums with the likes of Bill Frizell and Charlie Haden. I have one of their CDs and it sounds nothing like Cream, very intricate and restrained.
Glad to hear it! Jack Bruce also had a jazz career of sorts post -Cream.
Posted by: a dad | April 08, 2005 at 11:03 AM
Eleanor ... send him my way when you're done.
Posted by: punky brewster | April 08, 2005 at 11:15 AM
Paul says Eric is the best guitarist EVER!
And if Paul, who was dead and then came back to life (see bare feet on Abbey Road cover), says it, it must be true!
Having said that, not as a musician but just someone who listens to music,(one of the paying masses!) I bow to D'Art's expertise!!!!!
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 11:58 AM
*hopes D'Art sends her a Bill Frisell CD to thank her for the compliment*
*also to educate her in better music*
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 12:07 PM
So, Ele, I need your address for that.
*hopes that doesn't sound too stalky*
*books flight to su.so.ca anyway*
Posted by: D'Artagnan | April 08, 2005 at 12:30 PM
Punky: did he really?
Works for me.
Eleanor, you slut you. (I like that in a woman.)
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 08, 2005 at 01:01 PM
If I was a sculptor
but then again, no
Posted by: Elton John | April 08, 2005 at 01:27 PM
Not to nitpick, Eleanor, but Springsteen said:
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
I'll assume your response is still the same.
Posted by: glenn | April 08, 2005 at 01:28 PM
Jeff - did you think my post was a come-on to D'Art??????
No comment.
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 01:29 PM
Mine's better!
Batman Batman Batman Batman
Batman Batman Batman
Batman Batman Batman
DA NA NA NA NA NA
NA NA NA NA NA NA / NA
Batman
-- Neal Hefti
Posted by: Robin | April 08, 2005 at 02:04 PM
Come-on to D'Art =
Rotate Condom =
Moot! Don't Care =
Act Modern, Too.
As if.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | April 08, 2005 at 02:26 PM
But Dave, I mean Elton, we all know Elton wrote the music and Bernie Taupin those often incomprehensible & or inexplicable lyrics.
El, I plead the Fifth.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 08, 2005 at 02:30 PM
I'd add the next line Elton Or a man who etc but I'd probably get it wrong and glenn would pick on me again!
And to you glenn, yes! even better!
Posted by: Eleanor | April 08, 2005 at 03:23 PM
I think Dart did more drugs in the 60s than he recalls.
Posted by: Doug | April 08, 2005 at 03:25 PM
Doug, I was 5 years old by the onset of the 70's.
Sorry if I don't recall
Posted by: D'Artagnan | April 08, 2005 at 04:02 PM
Okay, but what about the song they always play during sports events that goes a little something like this:
Heyyyyyyyyy
Heyyyyyyyyy
Heyyyyyyyyy
Heyyyyyyyyy
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaoooooo
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaoooooo
Anybody feelin' me?
Posted by: Proud Auntie | April 08, 2005 at 05:25 PM
What about
Woo-woo-woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo-woo
From 'My Love' by Sir Paul McCartney
Certainly, song writing at it most creative.
Posted by: Jenny from the Hub | April 08, 2005 at 05:47 PM
Oh jenny -- I sooooooooooo love that song though! Soul wrenching!
Posted by: Proud Auntie | April 08, 2005 at 06:33 PM
Witch Doctor
( David Seville )
I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me too
And then the witch doctor, he told me what to do
He said that ....
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me true
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me nice
And then the witch doctor, he game me this advice
He said to ...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Now, you've been keeping love from me
Just like you were a miser
And I'll admit I wasn't very smart
So I went out and found myself
A guy that's so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart
My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to do
I know that you'll be mine when I say this to you
Oh, Baby ....
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
(Not sayin' good ... not sayin' bad ... just sayin' that reading all these other lyrics put this earwig in my head ...)
Posted by: Uh-Oh | April 08, 2005 at 07:11 PM
Uh-Oh - Blast you, it's way too early in the morning for me to be having Chipmunks Earwigs!
Posted by: djtonyb | April 09, 2005 at 01:37 AM
Ya'll got it wrong, wrong I tell you.
The lyrics are:
I'm so glad. I'm so glad.
I'm glad I'm glad I'm glad - like he's really happy about feeling good about how glad he is - you know what I mean? Good, I'm glad!
Posted by: Laguito Mojito | April 09, 2005 at 10:10 AM
Proud Auntie: I believe the song you want is "Rock & Roll (Part 2)" by the infamous Gary Glitter, who was caught more than once in possession of child pornography.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 09, 2005 at 10:34 AM
Jeff,
I didn't know Metallica covered Turn the Page.
I've found Earwigs to be symptoms of Good Music withdrawal. Crank up some Tunes!
Posted by: Sondra | April 09, 2005 at 12:08 PM
Uh-Oh is not only ON the Geezer Bus today, he's the TOUR GUIDE!!!
Melissa: I'm surprised nobody has brought up the Eric-Clapton-George-Harrison background of "Layla"...
Posted by: Candy Tutt | April 11, 2005 at 11:33 AM
I appreciate all the commentary about rock and roll lyrics...couldn't have said it better (for the most part). However, if I EVER see a girl walking down the street singing "doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo", I headin' the other direction! It's clear that Manfred Mann is somehow attracted to such a person, but I can doo wah diddy without.
Posted by: J.R. | April 11, 2005 at 12:17 PM
Here's the story I heard about "I'm So Glad'--the original lyric was I'm so GAY (meaning happy, light-hearted, UK you know) and had actually been recorded that way. Some Yank pointed out the possible ambiguity just in time for a quick overdub of the vocals before mixing the tracks.
Posted by: Roscoe de la Carmina | April 11, 2005 at 12:23 PM
That should be george bush's theme song! lmao
Posted by: Kat | April 12, 2005 at 04:01 PM
Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah, Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah,
Hey Hey Hey, Good Bye
Hayley Martin
Posted by: NoPeY | March 25, 2006 at 08:20 PM
Nopey -
Hayley Martin didn't write that song,
Tim Horton s built a high school in Canada you know, NKEC provinces like Ontario, New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, British Columbia, you know they are called 'provinces' right - not states - this is Canada
Northeast Kings Education Centre in Britain likes basketball
Doug - Titans are animals too you know, LOL.
Angie - may the Griffins be with you, " "
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 13, 2006 at 12:16 AM
ODE TO MY DEAREST FRIEND, DEPARTED
My romantic days are over
My pilot light's gone out
What used to be my dearest friend
Is now a water spout.
Time was when, of its own accord
From ambush it would spring
But now I've got a full-time job
Just to find the blasted thing.
It used to be exhilarating
The way it would behave
'Cause each and every morning
It would stand...and stare...and watch me shave
Now as old age engulfs me
It sure gives me the blues
To see it hang its uncrowned head
And watch me...
...and watch me...tie my shoes
Posted by: Tony | August 26, 2008 at 02:42 AM