[Instrumental]
oldies rock and roll cyberpunk techno j-pop
Non-verbal
Energetic and futuristic with a touch of nostalgia
Suitable for retro-themed events, cyberpunk parties, and high-energy dance performances.
Incorporates elements of oldies rock and roll with modern techno and J-pop influences. The song likely includes a combination of traditional rock instruments, electronic sounds, and catchy pop melodies.
Victoriano adelante marchemos, y la planta resuelta al marchar levantemos con fé nuestras voces y llamemos con fé al porvenir. somos hijos del ande glorioso que en la América toda imperó en sus cumbres y al pié de sus cumbres mil de triunfos la raza marcó Es el sol de Ayacucho que alienta y cobija el ensueño y la fé que aguardamos avaros y fuertes con pasión y ardor de juventud consecuentes al emblema sagrado y a los Incas colosos de ayer prometamos hacer de éste suelo cumbre que ni Toledo soñó Apretemos la marcha ¡apretemos! inundando el sendero de luz nuestros pechos levantan el grito rebeldía, optimismo y unión ¡victoriano! Adelante es el lema y adelante tendrán que batir nuestras ansias jadeantes de gloria y llamando con fe al porvenir.
Victoriano adelante marchemos, y la planta resuelta al marchar levantemos con fé nuestras voces y llamemos con fé al porvenir. somos hijos del ande glorioso que en la América toda imperó en sus cumbres y al pié de sus cumbres mil de triunfos la raza marcó Es el sol de Ayacucho que alienta y cobija el ensueño y la fé que aguardamos avaros y fuertes con pasión y ardor de juventud consecuentes al emblema sagrado y a los Incas colosos de ayer prometamos hacer de éste suelo cumbre que ni Toledo soñó Apretemos la marcha ¡apretemos! inundando el sendero de luz nuestros pechos levantan el grito rebeldía, optimismo y unión ¡victoriano! Adelante es el lema y adelante tendrán que batir nuestras ansias jadeantes de gloria y llamando con fe al porvenir.
[Verse] Middle-age men On a plane we fly Majorca calling Under sunny sky [Verse 2] Leaving work stress Sipping drinks so cold We should know better But we ain't that old [Chorus] Sunshine dancing On the beach we play Loud beats blasting Forget Monday [Verse 3] Relaxing by day Partying by night Socialise laughs In the bright moonlight [Chorus] Sunshine dancing On the beach we play Loud beats blasting Forget Monday [Bridge] We got the weekend No worries no ties Living like there's No real goodbyes
[Verse] 很久以前 到 Toyland 我是超級機器人 [Chorus] 快點 這就是技術 機器人電視 這是 Super Kempoi [Verse] 我飛得很高 飛向一個國家 準備起飛 我像飛機一樣去 [instrumental solo] [Chorus] 我們去玩具樂園吧 我來參加比賽 我們去玩具城吧 我是超級Kempoy 他帶著雷射唱片準備飛翔 我是超級Kempoy [instrumental solo ending]
I feel your Chee flowing under my fingers I feel your pain and suffering With my needle I balance your emotions and energy So you can feel some temporary relief You have to make some changes and fight the fight alone With my aid near I am the wounded healer I feel your pain
The missile knows where it is at all times. It knows this because it knows where it isn't. By subtracting where it is from where it isn't, or where it isn't from where it is (whichever is greater), it obtains a difference, or deviation. The guidance subsystem uses deviations to generate corrective commands to drive the missile from a position where it is to a position where it isn't, and arriving at a position where it wasn't, it now is. Consequently, the position where it is, is now the position that it wasn't, and it follows that the position that it was, is now the position that it isn't. In the event that the position that it is in is not the position that it wasn't, the system has acquired a variation, the variation being the difference between where the missile is, and where it wasn't. If variation is considered to be a significant factor, it too may be corrected by the GEA. However, the missile must also know where it was. The missile guidance computer scenario works as follows. Because a variation has modified some of the information the missile has obtained, it is not sure just where it is. However, it is sure where it isn't, within reason, and it knows where it was. It now subtracts where it should be from where it wasn't, or vice-versa, and by differentiating this from the algebraic sum of where it shouldn't be, and where it was, it is able to obtain the deviation and its variation, which is called error.
I see you baby and your so so fine one day you'll be mine mine mine hey baby let me get to know ya I just want to be yours yours yours come now baby be by cure hey baby let me get to know ya
Ich sag klitschi klatschi, aber hatschi. jeder weiß du bist ne schrunz - unser lifestyle ist gesund. Schwupp die wupp kartoffelsupp und ei de wei Kartoffelbrei
I'm Looking for a neckbeard, a senpai, who goons into a jar. Who pees in mountain dew bottles, that he stores in his car. I want a guy, who tips his fedora A guy to put it deep inside, and breed me like a horror. Senpai. Oniichan. Put your seed, inside my tummy. Would you like me to service you dressed like a playboy bunny?
(Intro) Synth stabs build, fast tempo, 4/4 beat Vocal (filtered, chopped): Polska! (x4) (Verse 1) Kick drum pounds, driving bassline joins Back in Poland, sun's so bright Grammar struggles, took flight Now I'm learning, day and night (Chorus) Synth melody soars, builds in intensity Polish language, in my head Gotta find the rhythm, gotta get ahead Deeper in, every word's a move Techno beats, take me up, pure groove! (Chorus) Synth melody returns, even more intense (slightly faster) Polish language, in my head Gotta find the rhythm, gotta get ahead Deeper in, every word's a move Techno beats, take me up, pure groove! (x2) (Outro) Synth melody fades, only driving beat remains Polska! (x4)
(Intro) Synth stabs build, fast tempo, 4/4 beat Vocal (filtered, chopped): Polska! (x4) (Verse 1) Kick drum pounds, driving bassline joins Back in Poland, sun's so bright Grammar struggles, took flight Now I'm learning, day and night (Chorus) Synth melody soars, builds in intensity Polish language, in my head Gotta find the rhythm, gotta get ahead Deeper in, every word's a move Techno beats, take me up, pure groove! (Chorus) Synth melody returns, even more intense (slightly faster) Polish language, in my head Gotta find the rhythm, gotta get ahead Deeper in, every word's a move Techno beats, take me up, pure groove! (x2) (Outro) Synth melody fades, only driving beat remains Polska! (x4)