World-champion texter Austin Wierschke could send his grandma the entirety of your song in 45 seconds! Fiona Apple exceeded your word count in her album title!įor comparison, let’s look the number of distinct words in:
But at least it’s more complex than “Where Have You Been,” your hit from this summer: by the same methodology, that one tops out at 40 distinct words. Palms rise to the universe/ As we moonshine and mollyįeel the warmth, we’ll never die/ We’re like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond/ We’re beautiful like diamonds in the sky So shine bright, tonight you and I/ We’re beautiful like diamonds in the skyĮye to eye, so alive/ We’re beautiful like diamonds in the sky I knew that we’d become one right away/ Oh, right awayĪt first sight I felt the energy of sun rays/ I saw the life inside your eyes When you hold me, I’m alive/ We’re like diamonds in the sky You’re a shooting star I see/ A vision of ecstasy You and I, you and I/ We’re like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond/ Shine bright like a diamondįind light in the beautiful sea/ I choose to be happy Let’s start with your new smash, “Diamonds.” We took the liberty of tallying the distinct words in its lyrics: It seems that the more you dominate the pop landscape, the less you have to say. (Don McLean’s epic “American Pie,” for those who wonder, clocks in at 324 words.) RiRi, your oeuvre is shedding words rapidly, and this is not a good thing.
( MORE: Which Pop Song Do You Want Played At Your Funeral?)Īccording to a songwriting blogger named Graham English, a typical pop song has anywhere from 100 to 300 words, with the Beatles at the low end of that scale and the verbose Bruce Springsteen at the high end. But the limitations of verse-chorus cycles are becoming apparent on your recent records, giving them a vaguely joyless sheen, and we fear it may be a case of good girl gone fembot. You see, your songs have always relied on a certain amount of repetition, and those bouncy verse-chorus reps have served you well ever since “Pon de Replay” and “S.O.S.” established you back in 20. No, our concerns are purely musical in nature.
Not because of your tumultuous romantic life, and not because the makeup artist for your latest Vogue cover shoot appears to have had a vendetta against you.
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