The Mamas & The Papas – 'Creeque Alley'

Introduction

The Mamas & The Papas, architects of the folk-rock sound in the 1960s, painted a vivid picture of their journey in the iconic song “Creeque Alley.” Released in 1967, this autobiographical track not only provides a glimpse into the formation of the band but also captures the spirit of the vibrant counterculture era.

Did You Know?

“Creeque Alley” serves as a musical chronicle of The Mamas & The Papas’ rise to fame, detailing the struggles, camaraderie, and creative genesis that defined their early years. Written by John Phillips and Michelle Phillips, the song delves into the Bohemian lifestyle and the artistic synergy that birthed timeless hits like “California Dreamin’” and “Monday, Monday.” The title refers to a street in the Virgin Islands where the group had lived, adding a touch of exoticism to their narrative.
The Mamas & The Papas, comprised of John and Michelle Phillips, Denny Doherty, and Cass Elliot, created a legacy that resonates with fans to this day. “Creeque Alley” stands as both a musical and historical testament to the unique chemistry that propelled the group to the forefront of the 1960s folk-rock movement.

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Lyrics: Creeque Alley

John and Mitchie were gettin’ kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zal and Denny workin’ for a penny
Tryin’ to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number they’d pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin’ higher in L.A
You know where that’s at
And no one’s gettin’ fat except Mama Cass
Zallie said, “Denny, you know there aren’t many
Who can sing a song the way that you do; let’s go south”
Denny said, Zallie, golly, don’t you think that I wish
I could play guitar like you”
Zal, Denny, and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl)
And after every number they’d pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher in L.A
You know where that’s at
And no one’s gettin’ fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore
But she changed her mind one day
Standin’ on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
“Take me to New York right away”
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps
Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldn’t get no higher
But that’s what they were aimin’ at
And no one’s gettin’ fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don’t you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the ‘Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin’ very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin’ fire in L.A
You know where that’s at
And everybody’s gettin’ fat except Mama Cass
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can’t be trusted
And Mitchie wants to go to the sea
Cass can’t make it; she says we’ll have to fake it
We knew she’d come eventually
Greasin’ on American Express cards
Tents low rent, but keeping out the heat’s hard
Duffy’s good vibrations and our imaginations
Can’t go on indefinitely
And California dreamin’ is becomin’ a reality

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