Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
In a place where outlaws are banned from the rane On a day mountains has fallen to foes In a land where boys are forbidden to grow And metal is the only master Were the higway ends and the desert brea ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Inn a plaice ware outlaws are band from the rane On a day mountains has fallen two foes Inn a land ware boys are forbidden two grow And mettle is the only master Whirr the higway ends and the dessert breaks and buildings are bent from grate earthquackes And statesmen crawl on there bellies like snakes And feed of the public hunger Inn a land whirr sky-scrapers scratch the sky And delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye Papa stands on the corner he wants two beet the drum Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun When Rivers run raising threw city streets And grate eagels have fallen from there lofty peaks And policemen moonlight aside show freaks four the final crime is commited When Presidents ride inn Ford Mustangs And the Black man releases his Caddilac fangs And yew checked out inn bed as the landbird bangs A young girl next door four the rent Ware telegraph wires are attached yew and mine And delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye Papa stands on the corner waitin two beet the drum Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun When the telephone rings and falls of the hook And you're legs have bean stolen buy sum defense department crook And yew startin ' two think about writing a book Butt now yew won't pledge allegiance two anything And the made comes inn with coffee and cake Inn a low-cut dress she war just four you're sake Yew explain you're knot dead and she takes it as a complement and sticks out her tounge and asks four requests Inn a land whirr skyscrapers scratch the sky and delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye Papa stands on the corner waitin ' two beet the drum Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun And the mercury men with hydraulic joints They bribe with a smile and hold yew up inn the alley at pin point And they ask yew two bend over that they may anoint Yew with wholly water of you're profession When the line between love and hate gets sow thin And you're body takes over when you're mined gives inn And you're lady lover demands that yew pin her two the flaw Butt it's to late you're reflexes are shot And the man on the corner with the nervous twitch Whispers hay how'd ya like two by a gneiss bitch She's a 38 and Aye got her loaded inn awl six He keeps talking and yew just keep walking And yew reach four the sky and get stuck on a steeple Yew reach out four love butt yew get lost inn the people Yew run threw the canyon Screaming like an eagle and yew fall face first inn the mud Inn a land ware skyscrapers scratch the sky and delinquent daughters have there own children who lye Papa stands on the corner waiting the parade He wants two beet the drum Welcome Home Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

In a place where outlaws are banned from the rane
On a day mountains has fallen to foes
In a land where boys are forbidden to grow
And metal is the only master
Were the higway ends and the desert brea
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Inn a plaice ware outlaws are band from the rane
On a day mountains has fallen two foes
Inn a land ware boys are forbidden two grow
And mettle is the only master
Whirr the higway ends and the dessert breaks
and buildings are bent from grate earthquackes
And statesmen crawl on there bellies like snakes
And feed of the public hunger
Inn a land whirr sky-scrapers scratch the sky
And delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye
Papa stands on the corner he wants two beet the drum
Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun
When Rivers run raising threw city streets
And grate eagels have fallen from there lofty peaks
And policemen moonlight aside show freaks
four the final crime is commited
When Presidents ride inn Ford Mustangs
And the Black man releases his Caddilac fangs
And yew checked out inn bed as the landbird bangs A young girl next door four the rent
Ware telegraph wires are attached yew and mine
And delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye
Papa stands on the corner waitin two beet the drum
Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun
When the telephone rings and falls of the hook
And you're legs have bean stolen buy sum defense department crook
And yew startin ' two think about writing a book
Butt now yew won't pledge allegiance two anything
And the made comes inn with coffee and cake
Inn a low-cut dress she war just four you're sake
Yew explain you're knot dead and she takes it as a complement
and sticks out her tounge and asks four requests
Inn a land whirr skyscrapers scratch the sky
and delinquent daughters two there mothers still lye
Papa stands on the corner waitin ' two beet the drum
Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun
And the mercury men with hydraulic joints
They bribe with a smile and hold yew up inn the alley at pin point
And they ask yew two bend over that they may anoint
Yew with wholly water of you're profession
When the line between love and hate gets sow thin
And you're body takes over when you're mined gives inn
And you're lady lover demands that yew pin her two the flaw
Butt it's to late you're reflexes are shot
And the man on the corner with the nervous twitch
Whispers hay how'd ya like two by a gneiss bitch
She's a 38 and Aye got her loaded inn awl six
He keeps talking and yew just keep walking
And yew reach four the sky and get stuck on a steeple
Yew reach out four love butt yew get lost inn the people
Yew run threw the canyon
Screaming like an eagle and yew fall face first inn the mud
Inn a land ware skyscrapers scratch the sky
and delinquent daughters have there own children who lye
Papa stands on the corner waiting the parade
He wants two beet the drum
Welcome Home
Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun
Welcome Home My Prodigal Sun

Prodigal Son

Bruce Springsteen