songs

When I was a kid my mom would sing the song "Johnny Angel" to me. I thought she had made it up just for me. Until one day when I was 16 that song came on the radio. I could not believe it.

Johnny Angel

i used to believe that in that song "radio killed the radio star" ment that radio was a person who killed another radio and that radios could come to life. Neadless to say, I was a little afraid of radios.

Anon

I used to think that record players were connected to special phone booths. The singers on record albums would wait in those booths, then sing into the telephone receiver when you played their songs.

Patti

When I was a young child, I thought the song 'The Yellow Rose of Texas' was actually about a yellow rose, with eyes, legs, arms, a mouth, etc. I figured people falling in love with flowers was a common occurrance and spent many hours outside hunting for a talking flower to fall in love with.

It took me a month or so to realize that there was no such thing as talking plants, but I still thought the song was about a man who fell in love with a rose...

I was rather gullible as a kid.

Fuzzy the Odd

I used to believe that when you heard a song on the radio, the only person who knew how to play it was the person who wrote it. It blew my mind when I heard my first cover band at a wedding when I was 10!

CK

A poster who calls himself "BJ" has said here that his little brother used to drive his family nuts by singing the Italian pop hit "Volare" all summer. This song has special significance to me because I also sang it as a kid - probably around the same time. Problem was, I sang it sitting on the rail in front of my grandfather's coffin at his wake. I also am told that all evening long I loudly demanded to know why grandpa was "sleeping in a store."

Bob S.

In Kindergarden for Father's Day, we sang "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" for some reason, I thought it was about bowling. I thought that until fourth grade when I actually thought about the lyrics.

Stephanie

I used to think band music came out of the conducters baton! Then I tried it and no music came out so I thought it only worked with audiences!

Anon

I used to believe that my nana and grandad had made up all of the songs they used to sing to me as a child when i was going to bed. I particularly believed this about the christmas carols they sang to me. So you can imagine my distress sat in asda's cafe aged 12 when i heard one of them on the radio!

Anon

When I was little, I used to come up with pictures in my head whenever I heard a certain song. Well, whenever someone sang "Home, Home on the Range" for some odd reason I would picture a giant toilet with wheels on the bottom of it in the middle of a farm.

Sailor Nightcrawler

i used to believe that the rain rain go away song went like this:

rain rain go away
come again another day
little jojie wants to play!

I believed that everyone sang it using my name and that I was special because of it :)

Hated the day when I realized that every parent replaces the name part with their kid's names.

Jojie

When I was little I though that skinheads were rascist...then I got into the punk scene and realized they're just working class people-hair short, boots for work, clean look-and during the 80's their look was stolen by white pride jerks, so that's why everyone thinks they're nazis.

covert

When I was younger I would listen to the radio a lot. One station often broadcasted live from different clubs where they were playing remixes of songs. I always thought that singers had to go perform live at these clubs and sing the songs differently to the different beats. When I got a little older I told my Dad what i used to think, and told him I now knew what they did... I now knew they just hired other singers to sounds like the famous people to sing those songs live. I was thirteen or fourteen before i realized the truth!

Bri

When I was wee, in the 60s, my parents took the family to sing-alongs many times. One favorite was Darlin' Clementine. I thought it was a sad song--I didn't get sarcasm at the time. But the worst was I thought the line in the chorus "Dreadful sorry" meant someone named Dredful was sorry for doing something wrong. Since She was "lost and gone forever" I thought the horrible thing he did was lose her (a little baby, I supposed). Maybe there are versions that are truly serious but the lines about kissing and hugging are pretty sarcastic. Maybe those lines aren't original, but thy're the ones I've always heard: In my dreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in garments soaked in brine. Though in life I used to hug her, Now she's dead, I'll draw the line. Repeat chorus How I missed her, how I missed her How I missed my Clementine. So I kissed her little sister, And forgot my Clementine.

joel

when i was two i believed that when my mom put a tape into the tape player it would send a signal to the singer and wherever they were they would have to suddenly start singing the song in exactly the same way

maya

When I was 6 or 7 back in the early 80s, one of my very favourite songs (still is to this day!) was "One Night in Bangkok" by Murray Head. Oddly enough I knew all the words and took pains to pronounce them correctly (everything from "Tirolean spa" to "cerebral fitness")...even though I had no idea what two-thirds of them meant. I had no clue that the song was about chess, but that Bangkok must be an awful place & having to spend a night there would suck because he was always being kicked "above the waistline"...was it some sort of punishment? And if he did something worse, would they kick him BELOW the waistline? Ultimately, I concluded the song was about the horrifying night he spent in Bangkok and I told myself that I was never, ever going there for fear of having the snot kicked out of me.

Tornado

when i was little. i used to think tiny people were inside the radio singing, i couldn't understand how songs were played

jmac

I used to believe that when you listened to the radio, the musicians were all at the radio station playing live every song and I wondered how they got all the equipment in and out so fast.

Jessica