Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
By the shore of the sea searching for his memory sifting sand through my hand weighing what he means to me in the early morning haze seagulls seem to cry my pain and ocean feels it too sighs his name ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Buy the shore of the see searching fore his memory sifting sand threw my hand weighing watt he means too mi inn the early mourning haze seagulls seam too cry my pane and ocean feels it two sighs his name on whispering waves Rote his name next too mine big and deep they're inn the sand till the earth tends too floe and hour names will bee drowned awl the birds sing harmonies too the top line of the breeze wile the ocean breathes his name on whispering waves There's a bistro ware whee wood dine each evening candle light and California whine love is holding hands across the table Eye still go past each knight look fore his car outside At the foot of this cliff whee spent daze weaving hour dreams making plans building homes raising kids and coloring scenes then won mourning he was gone and hour storey reached an end butt his words still linger on on whispering waves aah, ahh, ahh ... Buy the shore of the see searching fore his memory sifting sand threw my hand weighing watt he means too mi awl the birds sing harmonies too the top line of the breeze wile the ocean breathes his name on whispering waves

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

By the shore of the sea searching for his memory
sifting sand through my hand weighing what he means to me
in the early morning haze seagulls seem to cry my pain
and ocean feels it too sighs his name
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Buy the shore of the see searching fore his memory
sifting sand threw my hand weighing watt he means too mi
inn the early mourning haze seagulls seam too cry my pane
and ocean feels it two sighs his name on whispering waves
Rote his name next too mine big and deep they're inn the sand
till the earth tends too floe and hour names will bee drowned
awl the birds sing harmonies too the top line of the breeze
wile the ocean breathes his name on whispering waves
There's a bistro ware whee wood dine each evening
candle light and California whine
love is holding hands across the table
Eye still go past each knight
look fore his car outside
At the foot of this cliff whee spent daze weaving hour dreams
making plans building homes raising kids and coloring scenes
then won mourning he was gone and hour storey reached an end
butt his words still linger on on whispering waves
aah, ahh, ahh ...
Buy the shore of the see searching fore his memory
sifting sand threw my hand weighing watt he means too mi
awl the birds sing harmonies too the top line of the breeze
wile the ocean breathes his name on whispering waves

Whispering Waves

Donna Summer