| Misheard lyric | Correct lyric | Song |
| Can't afford another day at [50 pints] per second | |
| How many [lives] will you create? | |
| Now the [coat left our felt] suicide | |
| I'm a priest [that never prayed] | |
| You [sold my ooovvachuuu] | |
| [Roast interview], and satellites that compromise the truth | |
| [Grey shoes] melting in the dead of night | |
| And you're gonna feel my [mushrooms calming] | |
| Making my [arse feel sore, 'cause it's gay] | |
| For one moment, I wish you'd [understand] | |
| I think I'm drowning, [a sexy lady] | |
| [A lie man of the palace] in your head | |
| I've seen [wayadoooaaaammmaaaa] | |
| Stretch it like a [box] squeeze | |
| Floating in between [well how else could I] | |
| Everything about you [is innate] happiness | |