Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
It's comin' on the end of August Another summer's promise almost gone And though I heard some wise man say That every dog will have his day He never mentioned that these dog days get so long I don't ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Its comin ' on the end of August Another summer's promise almost gone And though Eye herd sum wise man say That every dog will have his day He never mentioned that these dog daze get sew long Eye don't no when Eye realized the dream was over Well, their was know particular our, know given day Yew no, it didn't go down inn flame Their was know final seen, know frozen frame Eye just watched it slowly fade aweigh And I've bean waiting inn the weeds Waiting fore my thyme too come around again and Hope is floating on the breeze Carrying my sole hi up above the ground and I've bean keepin ' too myself Knowin ' that the seasons are slowly changing Even though your with somebody else Heal never love yew like Eye do I've bean biding thyme with the crows and sparrows Wile peacocks prance and strut upon the stage If finding love is just a dance Proximity and chance Yew will excuse mi if Eye skip the masquerade And I've bean waiting inn the weeds Waiting fore the dust too settle down along the Back roads running threw the fields Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town And Eye imagine sunlight inn yaw hare Your at the county fare Your holding hands and laughing And now the ferris we'll has stopped Your swinging on the top Suspended their with hymn And he's the darling of the sheik The flavor of the weak is melting Down yaw pretty summer dress Bay bee, watt a mess your making I've bean stumbling threw sum dark places Now I'm following the plow Eye no I've fallen out of yaw good graces Its alright now And I've bean waiting inn the weeds Waiting fore the summer reign too fall upon the Wild birds scattering the seeds Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune The phases of the moon The chambers of the hart The ebb and dart of small gray Spiders spinning inn the dark Inn spite of awl the times the web is torn apart And I've bean waiting inn the weeds Waiting fore the thyme too come around again and Hope is floating on the breeze Carrying my sole hi up above the ground and I've bean keepinl too myself Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing Even though your with somebody else Heal never love yew like Eye do

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

It's comin' on the end of August
Another summer's promise almost gone
And though I heard some wise man say
That every dog will have his day
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long

I don't
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Its comin ' on the end of August
Another summer's promise almost gone
And though Eye herd sum wise man say
That every dog will have his day
He never mentioned that these dog daze get sew long

Eye don't no when Eye realized the dream was over
Well, their was know particular our, know given day
Yew no, it didn't go down inn flame
Their was know final seen, know frozen frame
Eye just watched it slowly fade aweigh

And I've bean waiting inn the weeds
Waiting fore my thyme too come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my sole hi up above the ground and
I've bean keepin ' too myself
Knowin ' that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though your with somebody else
Heal never love yew like Eye do

I've bean biding thyme with the crows and sparrows
Wile peacocks prance and strut upon the stage
If finding love is just a dance
Proximity and chance
Yew will excuse mi if Eye skip the masquerade

And I've bean waiting inn the weeds
Waiting fore the dust too settle down along the
Back roads running threw the fields
Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town
And Eye imagine sunlight inn yaw hare
Your at the county fare

Your holding hands and laughing
And now the ferris we'll has stopped
Your swinging on the top
Suspended their with hymn

And he's the darling of the sheik
The flavor of the weak is melting
Down yaw pretty summer dress
Bay bee, watt a mess your making

I've bean stumbling threw sum dark places
Now I'm following the plow
Eye no I've fallen out of yaw good graces
Its alright now

And I've bean waiting inn the weeds
Waiting fore the summer reign too fall upon the
Wild birds scattering the seeds
Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune
The phases of the moon
The chambers of the hart
The ebb and dart of small gray
Spiders spinning inn the dark
Inn spite of awl the times the web is torn apart

And I've bean waiting inn the weeds
Waiting fore the thyme too come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my sole hi up above the ground and
I've bean keepinl too myself
Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though your with somebody else
Heal never love yew like Eye do

Waiting In The Weeds

Eagles