Mother's Little Helpers

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Oh.My.God. Wow, I was SO into these when I was a teenager back in the mid-70's. A friend's mentally unstable dad was a pharmacist and my friend and I used to 'appropriate' a few bottles of these on a regular basis. (How this was accounted for, I'll never know.) Brings back many memories of the world moving at half its normal speed while listening to Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin at deafening sound levels.

Despite how much fun that time period was, I'm glad to be a cleaned-up adult.
 
Little yellow pill

Kids were popping this stuff in my middle school right before they got outlawed for good in about the early 80s. They were known as "ludes" and "Lemmon 714". I thought it was "Lennon 714" as in something John Lennon would take (he probably did).

"Outside the door, she took 4 more"

Let me guess, an empty bottle of Poppers will come up next.
 
LAWD............

Got me through many Disco nights!!! boogie down, yea, boogie down! I wonder if they still make them? Mark
 
Quaaludes became increasingly popular as a recreational drug during the 1960s. The drug was more tightly regulated in Britain under the Misuse of Drugs Act 1971 and in the US from 1973. With its addictive nature clear, it was withdrawn from many developed markets in the 1980s, being made a Schedule I drug in the US in 1984. Internationally, Methaqualone is a Schedule II drug under the Convention on Psychotropic Substances.

In South Africa where Quaaludes are still legal, there is an epidemic of people smoking pot laced with Methaqualone.

IIRC Quaaludes were the downer of choice amoung the better classes as almost every where, or so it seemed. One couldn't go to any sort of teen get together without someone passing around Quaaluds raided from their parent's drug cupboard.

Never knew why people went on about "Ludes Put You In The Mood", as everyone one saw on the drug seemed like a Bugs Bunny cartoon in slow motion.

However supposed being locked up in "Stepford" with three bratty children, a totally absent husband (who was probably having an affair in town with his mistress), and the endless tedium of surburbia would make one reach for something to "numb" the pain. Valley Of The Dolls anyone?
Launderess
 
What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your
plight

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day
 
o.m. GAWWD !!

I never did/do drugs, but I do like "Paranoia" with Ozzy Ozbourne, and blearing it. Loud music is my drug. Fast beat.
so Turn that Beat Around, Gloria, and don't put me under - PRESSURE(Billy Joel) because I know I Should be Dancing, but it's not Urgent, so I think I will just go to Boogie Wonderland.
(I have to avoid it as much as possible though to protect my hearing.) I'm hooked. I got ta get me some... i'm seeing Double Vision now.
 
This is from another website I love to visit (and contribute) to. (note: this is not a song I wrote but it fits this thread, kinda)

Mrs. Black's Little Helper
A filk by Nina Bott (aka the J. K. Rowling Stones) to the tune of Mother's Little Helper by the Rolling Stones

Scene: Sirius Black sits alone, surrounded by empty firewhisky bottles, at number 12 Grimmauld Place

SIRIUS:
What a drag it is staying home.

"Half-breeds, mutants, freaks!"
My mother's portrait shrieks
And I have to shut the shades to calm her down
And though he cannot reach her
There stands her little toerag Kreacher
Do I have to share my shelter with my mother's little helper?
He lives to serve the house of Black - I'd like to get him off my back.

There's a battle I should fight
But I must stay out of sight
That's Dumbledore's decision - such a drag
The Ministry's got me wrong - but they think I'm in Hong Kong
Still, why must I share my shelter with my mother's little helper?
I throw mother's things away, and he brings them back each day.

Why not fetch me some firewhisky?
This is such a bore - I'll drink four more
What a drag it is staying home.

When Harry was still here
I had a little bit more cheer
He reminds me so much of my old friend James
My family's a disgrace - that is why I hate this place
Do I have to share my shelter with my mother's little helper?
But if I did let him go, he'd betray us all, I know.

Why not fetch me some firewhisky?
This is such a bore - I'll drink four more.
What a drag it is staying home.

Kreacher bows to me each time
As he calls me blood-traitor slime
Says I'm not fit to wipe my mother's boots
And I'm thinking to myself, I can't trust this crazy elf
Do I have to share my shelter with my mother's little helper?
He'd love to help me on my way right to my dying day.

 
Back in the '70's, if you were looking for a numbing, narcotic-esque experience, Quaaludes were easily obtainable. Unfortunately, after awhile I started to push the envelope by consuming alcohol + Quaaludes. Bad idea. Wound up in the ER in Jamestown, ND while on the road with my rock band. End of Frigilux's love affair with the Lude.
 

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