The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
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Real Lyric: good morning good morning time for tea and meet the wife
The Misheard: time for tea and to beat the wife
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Real Lyric: You can have it all, my empire of dirt.
The Misheard: You can have it all, I'm a pile of dirt.
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Real Lyric: Dirty little freaks
The Misheard: Dirty little feet
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Real Lyric: before we get much older
The Misheard: before we get a daughter
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Real Lyric: And the beards have all grown longer overnight.
The Misheard: And the fields of thought grow longer overnight.
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Real Lyric: And the slogans are replaced by the by.
The Misheard: And the slogans are a face wide a mile.
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Real Lyric: Where's the party? I want to free my soul.
The Misheard: I will go down with this s**t and I won't burb my hands up and surrender there will be no white flag above my toe...
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Real Lyric: Otto, why didn't you run, Otto Wood's done dead and gone, Otto, why didn't you run, When the sheriff pulled out that .44 gun.
The Misheard: Hop-toad, why didn't you run,Hop-toad's done dead and gone,Hop-toad, why didn't you run,When the sheriff pulled out that .44 gun.
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Real Lyric: Now you bake right (uh-huh) with Martha White (yes, ma'am), Goodness gracious, good and light, Martha White, Now you'll bake better biscuits, cakes, and pies, 'Cause Martha White self-rising flour, The one all-purpose flour, Martha White self-rising flour, it's got Hot-Rize.
The Misheard: Now you bake plang (uh-huh) with Martha White (yes, ma'am), Goodness gracious, goodness alive, Martha White,Now you'll bake better biscuits, cakes, and pies,'Cause Martha White's a rising flower,The one all-purpose flower,Martha White
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Real Lyric: California dreaming, On such a winter's day.
The Misheard: First...California dreaming,I'll touch you anyway.Then I realized this was stupid, and I changed it to...California dreaming,I'll touch you in a day....meaning, of course, that I could get on a plane tomorrow and
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