Feliz NaviBlah

Have you ever been singing along with a song and mentally patting yourself on the back for your awesome and prodigious memory for lyrics? and you’re singing along for years with this song for ever and you would bet you know the lyrics up and down and than one day you run across the printed lyrics and realize that you have been singing the wrong words all this time? There is a word for that.

Origins: The term 'mondegreen' — representing a series of words resulting from the mishearing of a statement or song lyric — is generally attributed to Sylvia Wright, who is credited with coining the neologism in a 1954 Harper's column.

For my own entry, I offer "Carry, on my wayword side, there'll be peace when you are free".

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Now, with Christmas carols being played 24-7 all around us, just try to escape them, you can't they follow us everywhere - we have the chance to sing along once again with all the songs we (think) we know by heart. Here are some examples of what we “know like the back of our hand”

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping at your nose;
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright;
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight

Or, as we “know like the back of your elbow”

Chipmunks roasting on an open fire,
(or) Jeff's nuts roasting on an open fire,
Check for snipping at your nose;
You'll tide carols being sung by the fire,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey, handsome Mr. Soul
Help to make the season bright;
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight

Okay. Silent Night how many of us could and probably have sang this in our sleep?

Silent night, holy night;
All is calm, all is bright.
'Round yon virgin, Mother and Child;
Holy infant, so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace;
Sleep in heavenly peace!

Silent night, holy night;
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heav'nly hosts sing Alleluia:
Christ the Savior is born;
Christ the Savior is born.

Silent night, holy night;
Son of God, love's pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace:
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth;
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth


Some of us need to get more sleep.

Silent night, holy night;
All is calm, all is bright.
Round John Virgin, margarine child;
Holy imbecile, tender and mild.
(or Holey and lint, sewed tender and mild.)
Sleep in heavenly peas;
Sleep in heavenly peace!

Stabbing fight, hold the knife;
Ship her cake, at the site.
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Tavernly host sing Alleluia:
Christ the Savior is born horned;
Christ the Savior is bored.

Silent night, holy night;
Son of God, love's pure light.
Radiate meat from your holy place,
With the dawn of redeeming grace:
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth;
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.


Go here for more examples of what we think we know by heart.