Misheard lyrics (also called mondegreens) occur when people misunderstand the lyrics in a song. These are NOT intentional rephrasing of lyrics, which is called parody.
This page contains all the misheard lyrics for Brain Stew that have been submitted to this site and the old collection from inthe80s started in 1996.
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Dried up with bulls**t in my skull
Dried up and bulging out my skull
F***ed up and strung out in my room
F***ed up and spun out in my room
Face is gnome
Face is numb
I dumped this bong out in my room
On my own, here we go.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind
On my own now, here we go.
I'm at McDonald's trying to sleep.
I'm havin' trouble trying to sleep.
I'm countin' sheep, but runnin' nude.
I'm countin' sheep, but runnin' out.
I'm counting s**t and running nude
I'm counting sheep but running out
My eyes feel like they're gonna blink.
or
My ears feel like they're gonna bleed.
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed.
My mountain's high
My mouth is dry
My mountain’s high
My mouth is dry
My muffins dry
or
My mountain's high
My mouth is dry
No rest for God stops in my mind
No rest for cross tops in my mind
No rest for cop shops in my mind
No rest for crosstops in my mind
Neither one makes much sense, if you ask me.
No rest for cough drops in my mind.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind.
No rest for coughdrops in my mind
On my own, here we go
No rest for cross-tops in my mind
On my own now, here we go.
No rest for crab shops in my mind
No rest for crosstops in my mind
No rest for craw shops in my mind
On my own, here we go.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind
On my own, here we go.
No rest for cross chops in my mind.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind.
This is one of if not the most misheard lyric in this song. However the original lyric doesn't make any more sense than the misheard ones. If anything, the original makes less sense than some.
No rest for crotch shots in my mind.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind.
No rest for god-stops in my mind.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind.
No rest for porkchops in my mind
On my own, here we go.
No rest for cross-tops in my mind
On my own, here we go.
No room for bushes in my skull
My eyes are bulging out my skull
Patients numb
Face is numb
That stuff I know, delirium.
Passed the point of delirium.
That's the point of delirium.
Passed the point of delirium.
That's the point out to very young.
Passed the point of delirium.
The markets thrive
My mouth is dry
Up my own, here we go
On my own, here we go.