The Wee Sonneteers: Manfred Mann's Earth Band

Thursday, August 30, 2007

These lyrics can't be as obscene as I think they are.

The Wrangler said...: Oh! "Revved up like a deuce".; August 30, 2007 at 8:41 AM
The Wrangler said...: The Calliope crashed to the ground?; August 30, 2007 at 8:45 AM
Anonymous said...: I have never understood the lyrics at all - does it actually mean something?; August 30, 2007 at 8:58 AM
JB said...: 11 more posts by midnight tomorrow and you'll have the (albeit concerning) moniker of "100 posts per month blogger". Stay strong; August 30, 2007 at 9:01 AM
The Wrangler said...: The lyrics, written by a young struggling bar band singer named Bruce Springsteen, are descriptions of people he met in his rough and tumble days. The deuce that is being revved up is a kind of chevy: a '52 I believe or maybe a '32. You would have to ask Nate.

Sam pointed this song out to me when we were riding around with his parents listening to classic rock-they were fanatics about their music. Some of the lyrics sound like half-intentional innuendos. Sam and I couldn't stop giggling.

I am working on an idea about the song, so I don't want to show my cards, but I think the lyrics mean more than the writer intended. How's that for mysterious?; August 30, 2007 at 11:05 AM
The Wrangler said...: Enigma: I think I'll be going for the gold. I'll need a pot of coffee, three packs of cigarettes, a book of matches, and my thinking cap.; August 30, 2007 at 11:06 AM

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