[Paulie]

Didn’t know this, but I’m not surprised. Looks like popular music is preparing for the Common Core generation.

Ah, the old days when lyrics were actually meaningful and stimulated thought/discussion.

[moovova]

“Ah, the old days when lyrics were actually meaningful and stimulated thought/discussion.”

“She’s real fine, my 409,
she’s real fine, my 409,
my 4....0....9.”

[Calvin Locke]

Probably 30 years ago, articles like this were bemoaning the quality of lyrics correlating with the syllable-to-word count approaching one to one.

Laziness, perhaps?

Cole Porter is turning over in his grave.

[SkiKnee]

Ah, the old days when lyrics were actually meaningful and stimulated thought/discussion.

Like this?

"Eight sided whisperin' hallelujah hatrack.
Seven-faced marble-eyed transitory dream doll.
Six proud walkers on a jingle-bell rainbow.
Five men writing with fingers of gold.
Four girls waiting in a foreign dominion.
Riding in a whale belly.
Fade away in moonlight.
Sink beneath the water to the coral sands below!"

"Oh what time to tell how, it is the season of what.
It is the time for returning your thought jewels polished and gleaming.
It is the time past believing the child has relinquished the reign.
Now is the test of the boomerang.
And lost in the night of redeeming."