Some song lyrics misheard over the cafe hubbub…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s heraldic term is ‘rampant’ – of a beast, rearing up to fight.
When I was having my coat of arms done I wanted a ‘hamster rampant’, but the College of Heralds would have none of it and said that I was ‘taking the piss’ out of the whole tradition and history of the thing. (Rampant)

‘Whay-hey-hey, whoo-oo-oo!…’
‘Girl, you can change your ocean…’
‘I’m up in cheese, a walkin’ no bee – oh bee!’
‘I paint a picture – a smile overcoat maybe?’
‘Me, me – we all be creeps, torn rags…’
‘That night, I be pie, I’ll be pea, I paint the sky.’
‘A broken heart, I gotta notch now…’
‘Hi-di-hi, my ears together – it’s awful.’
‘Two leaves… stop, stop, stop! I rooftops now!’
‘Bullets seethe, New York, New York…’
‘I wanna hey, wanna hey!… Hey!…’
‘Plunky habits, you never know he dissin blue Babe.’
‘New York, yeah yeah, yee, yee…’
‘Diddy-diddy-dee, coping stones, coping stones!’
‘You be pretzels, you… You better take ’em!’
‘A moving calumny – an awful long…’
‘You suck what tensions that you make darlin’…’
‘It’s the saddles in your mind – in your mind…’
‘Just like a paper, in the sky.’
‘Curly phone ya, curly phone ya, California…’
‘Especially uh-whoo, uh-whoo… Wool it up! Wool it up!’
‘You caught me down… You call me Rosy…’

For some information on how these lines are compiled you could click here.

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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