The Real Thing
Bongwater Lyrics


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Cheerleaders up in trees
Like our first color TV
I'd rather see The Real Thing
I'd rather be The Real Thing
Than what they call The Real Thing

Juju jive turkey, set me free.
Juju jive turkey, let it be.
Juju jive turkey, tell it like it is.
Juju jive turkey, hers and his.

Oh, ye of the big time,
Get thee behind, get thee to a go-go
Shake your booty, tell me what you find.
He was a hero, now he's a loser.
But I love him all the same.

Welcome to the city of the golden calf
Stay for a day, it's good for a laugh.
Bow down and milk the silver giraffe.
Forget how to see, forget how to hear.
Smell the poppies, respect from your peers.

I wan't the real thing, not the movie.
I want the real thing, feeling groovy.

Welcome to the plan for a new world order.
Monday ain't happy, no change for a quarter.
You were big then, now you're shorter.




Smell the California poppy,
Juju jive turkey.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Bongwater's song The Real Thing invoke a sense of disillusionment with popular culture and a longing for authenticity. The opening lines describe cheerleaders 'up in trees', a hyperbolic image that highlights the absurdity of modern life. The reference to the first color TV is significant because it represents the beginning of the media-driven culture that many find unsatisfying. The singer of the song declares that they would rather experience the 'real thing', a concept that is mysterious and undefined but strongly desired. The irony is that the real thing is something that cannot be manufactured or commodified, yet it is constantly being marketed and sold to us.


The chorus of the song, with its repeated invocation of 'juju jive turkey', adds to the sense of longing and dissatisfaction. The phrase 'set me free' suggests that the singer feels trapped or constrained by societal norms and expectations. This is reinforced with the line 'get thee to a go-go', which speaks to the emptiness of the entertainment industry. The reference to the 'city of the golden calf' creates a religious analogy, with the worship of material goods replacing the worship of a higher power. The line 'smell the poppies' also has a double meaning, both referencing opium use as a form of escape and the California state flower as a symbol of the shallow culture of the West Coast.


Overall, The Real Thing is a critique of consumer culture and a yearning for something more authentic and meaningful. The use of surreal imagery and unexpected juxtapositions creates a sense of unease that reflects the underlying disillusionment of the singer. The repeated use of the phrase 'juju jive turkey' adds a sense of whimsy and humor to the song, but also highlights the absurdity of the situation.


Line by Line Meaning

Cheerleaders up in trees
The world is upside down, nothing is as it seems - even cheerleaders are in trees.


Like our first color TV
This world is surreal and strange, like seeing color TV for the first time.


I'd rather see The Real Thing
The singer wants to experience something authentic and genuine.


I'd rather be The Real Thing
The artist wants to be true to themselves and not fake or phony.


Than what they call The Real Thing
The artist is skeptical of what society labels as real or authentic.


Juju jive turkey, set me free.
The singer wants to break free of societal norms and expectations.


Juju jive turkey, let it be.
The singer wants to live life freely without rules or constraints.


Juju jive turkey, tell it like it is.
The artist wants others to be honest and upfront instead of sugar-coating things.


Juju jive turkey, hers and his.
Everyone should be able to express themselves and be who they truly are.


Oh, ye of the big time,
Addressing those in power and the upper class.


Get thee behind, get thee to a go-go
The singer is telling the elite to move out of the way and let others enjoy life.


Shake your booty, tell me what you find.
Let loose and have fun, discover who you truly are.


He was a hero, now he's a loser.
People's perceptions of others are fickle and can quickly change.


But I love him all the same.
Despite flaws and misfortunes, love and acceptance should prevail.


Welcome to the city of the golden calf
People are worshipping materialism and money.


Stay for a day, it's good for a laugh.
The absurdity of it all is ridiculous.


Bow down and milk the silver giraffe.
Even more absurdity, with people worshipping a made-up object for personal gain.


Forget how to see, forget how to hear.
People are blinded and deafened by society and its expectations.


Smell the poppies, respect from your peers.
Society values conformity and obedience, but the singer encourages people to do what makes them happy.


I want the real thing, not the movie.
The superficiality of media and society is unappealing to the artist.


I want the real thing, feeling groovy.
The artist wants to experience the genuine, authentic parts of life that bring happiness.


Welcome to the plan for a new world order.
A warning about controlling governments and powers taking over society.


Monday ain't happy, no change for a quarter.
The monotony of working life is not fulfilling and needs to change.


You were big then, now you're shorter.
A reminder that life can quickly change and people shouldn't get too comfortable or arrogant.


Smell the California poppy,
A call to enjoy the simple, beautiful things in life.


Juju jive turkey.
A repeated chant for breaking free and living authentically.




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