Pulsin to the backbeat/
The Blitzkreig Bop.
The lyrics in The Ramones’ “Blitzkrieg Bop” contain words that are similar to those used by the Germans during WWII, but I think that is a bit of a red herring. The meaning of “Blitzkrieg Bop” is innocuous–it is a party song which is played fast, thus “Blitzkrieg”—which connotes fast and “bop” which is slang for party. Plus, the alliteration and absurdity of the phrase makes for a cool song title.
This is one of those songs that makes you feel good. It reminds you of school being out for summer, and parties and concert-going, specifically, when you were younger. Overall, it reminds you of a simpler time in your life. It is a great anthem that still resonates some fifty years after it was written. The power chords and unmelodic vocals make this pretty much the beginning of punk music. The Ramones were extremely influential on punk and even heavy metal.
Blitzkrieg Bop Lyrics
Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, well let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
They’re formin’ in a straight line.
They’re goin’ through a tight one.
The kids are losin’ their minds-
The Blitzkrieg bop.
They’re pilin’ in the back seat.
They generate steam heat.
Pulsatin’ to the back beat-
The Blitzkrieg bop.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Shoot ’em in the back now.
What they want? I don’t know
They’re all reaved up and ready to go.
They’re formin’ in a straight line.
They’re goin’ through a tight one.
The kids are losin’ their minds-
The Blitzkrieg bop.
They’re pilin’ in the back seat.
They generate steam heat.
Pulsatin’ to the back beat-
The Blitzkrieg bop.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Shoot ’em in the back now.
What they want? I don’t know,
They’re all reaved up and ready to go.
They’re formin’ in a straight line.
They’re goin’ through a tight one.
The kids are losin’ their minds-
The Blitzkrieg bop.
They’re pilin’ in the back seat.
They generate steam heat.
Pulsatin’ to the back beat.
The Blitzkrieg bop.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Hey ho, let’s go.
Songwriters: Joey Ramone / John Cummings / Douglas Colvin / Thomas Erdelyi