ongwriter friend Charlie Cheney keeps telling me that song lyrics should lean heavily on nouns. Show, don’t tell. Pack the song with people doing things in places with stuff, instead of talking about feelings and interior monologues and all those abstracts.
A handful of years ago, Charlie and a group of friends wrote a song which was nothing but nouns. It didn’t make much sense, but it sure had nouns.
My only fiction book may suffer a bit from telling instead of showing. I know it’s a good rule. My most popular songs, though, are the ones which ignore it completely.
Popular may not be precisely the right word for beautiful carelessly sultry, but noun is definitely not the right word, because there aren’t any. Yes, I wrote a song with no nouns whatsoever. Not even pronouns. Verbs, adjectives, adverbs, prepositions.
Even more, except that the chorus repeats, no word is used twice.
And just to take it completely over the top, I decided it had to mean something, not nust be random words strung together. Give it a listen, and if you can’t tell exactly what it’s about I’ll be most surprised.