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These are lyrics by Blondie that we think are kind of nonsensical.

Nonsensical Song Lyrics, Blondie

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Blondie's, "11:59"
The Nonsensical Lyrics:
Leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax
Why They're Nonsensical:
This is difficult to picture
Submitted by: Kevin
Blondie's, "Call Me"
The Nonsensical Lyrics:
Color me your color baby, color me your car.
Why They're Nonsensical:
Huh? How does that work? What is that even supposed to mean? You can't color someone your car. Unless they mean a metallic paint color which still doesn't make any sense. Furthermore why would you even want to?! Could also go under funny lyrics because it's so ridiculous.
Submitted by: Edward
Blondie's, "Rapture"
The Nonsensical Lyrics:
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly.
D.J. spinning, I said, My, My.
Flash is fast, flash is cool.
Francois, c'est pas flashe non due.
And you don't stop, sure shot.
Go out to the parking lot.
And you get in your car and drive real far.
And you drive all night and then you see a light.
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground.
And out comes the man from Mars.
And you try to run but he's got a gun.
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head.
And then you're in the man from Mars.
You go out at night eating cars.
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too.
Mercurys and Subaru.
And you don't stop.
You keep on eating cars.
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet.
Face to face.
Dance cheek to cheek.
One to one.
Man to man.
Dance toe to toe.
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars.
He's eating bars.
Yeah, wall to wall.
Door to door.
Hall to hall.
He's gonna eat 'em all.
Rapture.
Be pure.
Take a tour through the sewer.
Don't strain your brain.
Paint a train.
You'll be singing in the rain.
Said don't stop to the punk rock.
[later]
Well now you see what you wanna be.
Just have your party on T.V.
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the T.V's on.
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the human race.
And you hip hop.
And you don't stop.
Just blast off, sure shot.
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars.
Get up!
Why They're Nonsensical:
What does all this mean? About a man from Mars eating cars? What the? I know it rhymes, but it doesn't make any sense!
Submitted by: pencilbox
Blondie's, "Rapture"
The Nonsensical Lyrics:
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning I said my, my
Flash is fast, flash is cool
Francois sais pas, flashe no do
Why They're Nonsensical:
"Francois sais pas, flashe no do" supposedly means, "Francois said, he doesn't do flash." It still doesn't make any sense.

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Submitted by: Guffawked
Blondie's, "Rapture"
The Nonsensical Lyrics:
Flash is fast
Flash is cool
Francois c'est pas flashe non due
Why They're Nonsensical:
'Francois c'est pas flash non due'. Is it supposed to be French?? Take it from a Montreal's French dude, those lyrics don't mean a thing. Next time, try Berlitz, members of Blondie! But wait... maybe it was in yiddish?? or in orang-utang??
Submitted by: I aint sayin

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