I had Christmas carols on the other day and the song Little Drummer Boy came on. Have you ever actually listened to the lyrics? The drummer boy is a serious deadbeat, rude and needs to learn some manners. If you actually read the lyrics it almost doesn’t make sense and you would probably throw the Little Drummer Boy out of your house if you were Mary and Joseph. Still not sure what I am talking about? Here is the Little Drummer Boy lyrics analyzed.
Come, they told me, pa rum pa pum pum – Ok, apparently this kid has serious mental disorders…who is they, why are they telling him where to go and are these voices in his head?
A newborn King to see, pa rum pa pum pum – Ok, you’re going to see a newborn king. Random voices in your head are telling you to go see new born babies that are also kings…still doesn’t make sense to me.
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pa pum pum – It says he’s bringing gifts, but all I hear in the song is he is bringing and leaving with his drum..no actual gift. Three old men traveled across the desert, on camels and brought gifts. He could have at least picked up flowers on his way for Mary or something better since he lives in the same town and they don’t cost anything.
To lay before the King, pa rum pa pum pum, – Ok, why are you laying the drum down in front of him like you are giving it to him. Don’t you know it’s rude to tease the son of God by pretending to give him a drum and then take it back. To be honest, Mary just gave birth and Joseph is dealing with a crying baby so neither of them probably want the noise if baby Jesus starts hitting a drum.
Rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum – Ok, thought we just said no banging drums, Mary’s got a headache!
So to honor Him, pa rum pa pum pum – Honor,,,by giving a gift and taking it back? You showed up, so did other people and farm animals…how’s that honoring him?
Little baby, pa rum pa pum pum – He’s a baby. Don’t you think hitting a drum is 1. going to scare him 2. going to wake him which makes Mary and Joseph’s life harder (they’re already living in a barn without walls and 3. There are animals around. Hitting your drum could scare them and cause them to stampede or hurt the son of God. Not smart!
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pa pum pum – I’m sorry you’re poor, but you don’t have to guilt trip the family. They don’t have much either…they’re living in a barn with animals!
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pa pum pum – You could have picked flowers, offered to baby sit so they could have a night out, done some chores since Mary just gave birth and Joseph has to help take care of him. There are tons of things you could do to help as a gift. No excuse.
That’s fit to give our King, pa rum pa pum pum, -Kings have servants and people helping them. Offer him assistance. Read him or tell him a story, rock him to sleep if he cries or even help entertain him when he’s bored. That’s why Kings have servants, entertainers and people in their kingdom.
Rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum – Quit playing that stupid drum…you’re going to wake Jesus up again!
Shall I play for You, pa rum pa pum pum – NO!!!!
On my drum – NO!
On my drum – NO!…for the last time, he’s a baby, let him sleep. No sleep could mean an unhappy son of God.
I play my drum for Him – If you hit that stupid thing one more time and wake him or put him in danger, we’re going to throw you out.
So to honor Him – How is waking him and scaring him honoring him?
Mary nodded, pa rum pa pum pum – Ya, but she nodded to Joseph to get a pitchfork and skewer this brat who keeps hitting his stupid drum and causing her to have a headache, wake her baby and disrupt their time with their newborn baby.
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pa pum pum – It was probably nerves and if they were rocking, what would happen if the Ox fell…you just killed baby Jesus. I hope you’re happy.
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pa pum pum – Seriously…quit playing that stupid thing!
I played my best for Him, pa rum pa pum pum, – And now you’re out of here. I don’t care what the voices in your head are saying…you need to go.
Rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum – Time to go.
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pa pum pum – Because you are leaving and he wants to sleep. Quit waking him up.
Me and my drum – Yup, get out of here with that stupid, loud drum.
When we come – We’d rather you never showed up.
Me and my drum – Get out of here with that loud, obnoxious drum.