No Frickin Idea
Recently I heard James Reyne's Hammerhead playing on the radio at work, and boy is it fertile ground for the mondegreen! (Incidentally, mondegreen is an awesome candidate for Word Of The Week, wouldn't you say?) My best guess as to the lyrics of this song's chorus is:
You been hangin with tha noxious feet in a hammock 'ey
Some silk gets ripped by weevils in hammock 'ey
But no, it actually goes a little something like this. Who'd have known?
Seems as though I'm not the only one who misjudges Mr Reyne's barely coherent caterwauling.
UPDATE: see how many mondegreens you can pick out of Hammerhead!