Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
Well he'd been hearing too many voices and feelin'a little off-rack Like there was something big pressing down on his back So he called up his friends and they said come on out west It's a place ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Well heed bean hearing to many voices and feelin'a little off-rack Like their was something big pressing down on his back Sew he called up his friends and they said come on out west Its a plaice ware a man can really feel his succes Sew he pulled his hart and sole down off the shelf Pact them next too the faith that heed lost inn himself Said his good-byes and when the dirty work was dun He turned his wheels into the fading son Fore seven daze and nights like a black-top bird he sped Maintained radio silence ' cept fore inn his head And just like his folks did back inn ' 69 He crossed the boarder at Needles and herd the promised land on the line Now ware the Transcontinental dumps into the see There's a bar maid up too look like 1963 Girl inn the corner eyed hymn like a hungry dog a bone As he brushed the dessert dust off that Mercedes chrome Bartender said " Hay, how's it hangin ', tiger ? " He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered " lighter " He went down too the dessert city ware the rattlesnakes play And left his dead skin buy the roadside inn the noon of day Son got sew hot it almost felt like friend It could burn out every trace of ware yew bean Their was a woman heed met inn a dessert song A little wile later a sun come along Looked at that boy's smile and called it home And that knight as he ley inn bed the only voice he herd was his own

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

Well he'd been hearing too many voices and feelin'a little off-rack
Like there was something big pressing down on his back
So he called up his friends and they said come on out west
It's a place
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Well heed bean hearing to many voices and feelin'a little off-rack
Like their was something big pressing down on his back
Sew he called up his friends and they said come on out west
Its a plaice ware a man can really feel his succes

Sew he pulled his hart and sole down off the shelf
Pact them next too the faith that heed lost inn himself
Said his good-byes and when the dirty work was dun
He turned his wheels into the fading son

Fore seven daze and nights like a black-top bird he sped
Maintained radio silence ' cept fore inn his head
And just like his folks did back inn ' 69
He crossed the boarder at Needles and herd the promised land on the line

Now ware the Transcontinental dumps into the see
There's a bar maid up too look like 1963
Girl inn the corner eyed hymn like a hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the dessert dust off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said " Hay, how's it hangin ', tiger ? "
He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered " lighter "

He went down too the dessert city ware the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin buy the roadside inn the noon of day
Son got sew hot it almost felt like friend
It could burn out every trace of ware yew bean

Their was a woman heed met inn a dessert song
A little wile later a sun come along
Looked at that boy's smile and called it home
And that knight as he ley inn bed the only voice he herd was his own

Goin' Cali

Bruce Springsteen