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shiny objects

Tuesday, May 24, 2005


I realized this morning that I've had the lyrics to Savoy Truffle terribly, terribly wrong this whole time! To think of all those times I have sung along confidently - even brazenly - with Mr. Harrison. To think of how often I have practically screamed "pineapple whore"!

For those of you who are curious, here is the most relible transcription I could find online:


Savoy Truffle

Creme tangerine and montelimat
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert -- yes, you know it's good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle

Cool cherry cream, a nice apple tart
I feel your taste all the time we're apart
Coconut fudge really blows down those blues
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle

You might not feel it now
But when the pain cuts through
You're going to know and how
The sweat is going to fill your head
When it becomes too much
You'll shout aloud

You know that what you eat you are
But what is sweet now turns so sour
We all know Ob-La-Di-Bla-Da
But can you show me where you are?

Creme tangerine and montelimat
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert -- yes, you know it's good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle
Yes, you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle



Trippy song, no? Apparently it's about Eric Clapton's impending dental catastrophe as a result of his sweet tooth. Most people read into it too much. I know I do. Pineapple whore, indeed.


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