My all-synth version of the 2020 hit

Feel my heartbeat
It's the same old feeling coming over me tonight, me tonight
Feel it buzzing
Said I'm never gonna call
But tonight I think I might, think I might
Gave my heart a ride, bump in the night
No one can take me higher
Know it's been a while, baby, a while
Do you still feel the fire?
I saw you dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby
Major mistake
No, I never shoulda gone, baby, I was on the run, on the run
It was heartbreak
I can't stand another day knowing that you are the one
You're the one
Gave my heart a ride, bump in the night
No one can take me higher
Know it's been a while, baby, a while
Do you still feel the fire?
I saw you dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby
I saw you dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby
Real groove, real groove
(We, we, we) got that real groove, ah
Real groove, real groove
(We, we, we) got that real groove, ah
I saw you dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby
Dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby
Dancing with somebody
Looking like me and you
She know how to party
But nothing like me and you
Got that perfect body
But she ain't got the moves
We got something better
Got that real groove, baby

Real Groove ft. Dua Lipa Studio 2054 remix (Shield Maiden version) (Kylie Minogue cover)

My 100% synth version of the 2003 hit.

I get high on a buzz
Then a rush when I'm plugged in you
I connect
When I'm flush
You get love when told what to do
Wonderful electric
Wonderful electric
Wonderful electric
Cover me in you
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a strict machine
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a strict machine
When you send me a pulse
Feel a wave of new love
Through me
I'm dressed in white noise
You know just what I want
So please
Wonderful electric
Wonderful electric
Wonderful electric
Cover me in you
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a strict machine
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a strict machine ...

Strict Machine (Reverse Doping version) (Goldfrapp cover)

Canton (Harbour Festival version) (Japan cover)

My 100% synth version of the 1981 hit.

[Verse 1]
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below, the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone, and I wonder why
Friday night, and everyone's moving
I can feel the heat, but it's soothing, heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Downtown, the young ones are going
Downtown, the young ones are growing

[Chorus]
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

[Verse 2]
Bright lights, the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot shot (shot), give me no problems
Much later, baby, you'll be saying, "Never mind"
You know life is cruel, life is never kind

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Kind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any glory

Kids in America (Stagflation version) (Kim Wilde cover)

My 100% synth remake of the 1981 hit

Uh well, dance all night play all day
Don't let nothin' get in the way
Dance all night keep the beat
Don't you worry 'bout two left feet
Shake it up
Shake it up, ooh yeah
Shake it up
Shake it up
Well dance all night 'n get real loose
You don't need no bad excuse
Dance all night with anyone
Don't let nobody pick your fun
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
Shake it up, yeah yeah
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
Shake it up
That's right I said dance all night
(Go go go)
And dance all night
(Get real low)
Go all night
(Get real hot)
Well, shake it up now, all you've got, wooh
Dance!
Ooh dance!
Uh well dance all night and whirl your hair
Ooh make the night cats stop and stare
Dance all night, go to work
Do the move with the quirky jerk
Just shake it up, ooh-ooh
Shake it up, ooh yeah
Shake it up, that's right
Shake it, shake it up
Uh well dance all night
(Go go go)
Get so light
(Get real low)
Dance all night
(Get real hot)
Shake it up, all you've got, wooh
Shake it up, make a scene
Let 'em know what you really mean
And dance all night keep the beat
Don't ya worry 'bout two left feet
Just shake it up, ooh-ooh
(Shake it up) ooh yeah
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
(Shake it up) ooh yeah
(Shake it up)
Shake it up
Shake it up baby
(Shake it up)
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
(Shake it up)
Shake it up
Shake it up baby
(Shake it up)
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
Shake it up
Hmm-mm
(Shake it up)
Yeah, yeah
Shake it up, ooh-ooh
(Shake it up)
Shake it up
(Shake it up)
Shake it up
Shake it up baby
(Shake it up)
Shake it up uh ooh-ooh
Shake it up
(Shake it up)
Ooh yeah

Shake it Up (EV version) (The Cars cover)

My 100% synth remake of the 1982 hit.

See the suns which blind the men
Burnt away so long before our time
Now their warmth is forgotten and gone
Pretty maids not far behind

Who you trying to get in touch with?
Who you trying to get in touch with?
Who you trying to get in touch with?

I'm almost with you
I can sense it wait for me
I'm almost with you
Is this the taste of victory?
I'm almost with you

See the dust which fills your sleep
Does it always feel this chill near the end
I never dreamed we'd meet here once more
This laugh reserved for a friend

Who you trying to get in touch with?
Who you trying to get in touch with?
Who you trying to get in touch with?

I'm almost with you
I can sense it wait for me
I'm almost with you
Is this the taste of victory?
I'm almost with you

I'm almost with you
I can sense it wait for me
I'm almost with you
Is this the taste of victory?
I'm almost with you
I can sense it wait for me
I'm almost with you
Is this the taste of victory?
I'm almost with you
I'm almost with you
I'm almost with you


Almost With You (Paisley 80's version)(The Church cover)

My 100% synth remake of Bowie's 1973 hit.

[Chorus]
With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you
Was sorrow
Sorrow

[Verse 1]
You acted funny trying to spend my money
You're out there playing your high class games
Of sorrow
Sorrow
You never do what you know you oughta
Something tells me you're a Devil's daughter
Sorrow
Sorrow
Ahh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 2]
I tried to find her 'cause I can't resist her
I never knew just how much I missed her
Sorrow
Sorrow

[Chorus]
With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you
Was sorrow
Sorrow
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

[Bridge]
With your long blonde hair
I couldn't sleep last night
With your long blonde hair

Sorrow (Requantised version) (Bowie cover, Originally McCoys, 1965)

My all-synth remake of the 1978 hit.

[Verse 1]
I hear him before I go to sleep
And focus on the day that's been
I realize he's there when I turn the light off
And turn over
Nobody knows about my man
They think he's lost on some horizon

[Pre-Chorus]
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man I've never known before
Telling me about the sea
All his love, till eternity

[Chorus]
Ooh, he's here again
The man with the child in his eyes
Ooh, he's here again
The man with the child in his eyes

[Verse 2]
He's very understanding
He's so aware of all my situations
And when I stay up late he's always waiting
But I feel him hesitate
Oh, I'm so worried about my love
They say, “No, no, it won't last forever”

[Pre-Chorus]
And here I am again, my girl
Wondering what on Earth I'm doing here
Maybe he doesn't love me
I just took a trip on my love for him

[Chorus]
Ooh, he's here again
The man with the child in his eyes
Ooh, he's here again
The man with the child in his eyes


The Man With The Child In His Eyes (Amati version) (Kate Bush cover)

My 100% synth remake of the 1977 hit.

Ooh, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
Ooh, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
Ooh, heaven knows, heaven knows, heaven knows, heaven knows, heaven knows
Ooh, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
Ooh, fallin' free, fallin' free, fallin' free, fallin' free, fallin' free
Ooh, you and me, you and me, you and me, you and me, you and me
Ooh, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love

I Feel Love (17 synth remake)(Donna Summer cover)

My all-synth remake of the 1979 hit.

[Verse 1: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
I heard you on the wireless back in '52
Lying awake, intently tuning in on you
If I was young, it didn't stop you coming through
Oh-a, oh-a
They took the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine on new technology
And now I understand the problems you could see

[Pre-Chorus: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
Oh-a, oh-a
I met your children
Oh-a, oh-a
What did you tell them?

[Chorus: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Pictures came and broke your heart
Oh-a-a-a-oh

[Verse 2: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
And now we meet in an abandoned studio (Oh-a)
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago (Oh-oh-oh-oh-a)
And you remember the jingles used to go

[Pre-Chorus: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
Oh-a, oh-a
You were the first one
Oh-a, oh-a
You were the last one

[Chorus: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
Oh-a-a-a-oh
Oh-a-a-a-oh

[Chorus: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
Pictures came and broke your heart
Put the blame on VCR

[Outro: Trevor Horn, Debi Doss & Linda Jardim]
You are a radio star
You are a radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star (A, a radio star)
(A radio star) Video killed the radio star
(You are) Video killed the radio star

Ça Plane Pour Moi (Bubble Wrap version) (Plastic Bertrand cover)

My 100% synth version of the 1979 hit

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'
Waitin' for some lover to call
Dialed about a thousand numbers lately
Almost rang the phone off the wall
Lookin' for some hot stuff, baby, this evenin'
I need some hot stuff, baby, tonight
I want some hot stuff, baby, this evenin'
Gotta have some hot stuff
Gotta have some love tonight
Hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I want some hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Lookin' for a lover who needs another
Don't want another night on my own
Wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover
Wanna bring a wild man back home
Gotta have some hot love, baby, this evenin'
I need some hot stuff, baby, tonight
I want some hot stuff, baby, this evenin'
Got to have some lovin'
Got to have love tonight
Hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I want some hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Looking for some hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need some hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
Looking for some hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)
I need hot stuff
Baby, baby
Baby, baby (tonight)

Hot Stuff (Chorizo version) (Donna Summer cover)

My 100% synth version of the 1980 hit.

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true
They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed to love
Sordid details following"
The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I
Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too"
One flash of light but no smoking pistol
I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom...

Ashes To Ashes (Seared version) (David Bowie cover)

Made using Gadget App with a host of vintage software synths. Probably needs a bit more mastering.

Blue Monday (1989 Version)(New Order Cover)

My version of the 1983 track. The one heard at the arcade.

Blister in the Sun (Wokka Wokka Version) (Violent Femmes cover)

My 100% synthetic version of the 1978 hit by the NZ band. Enjoy the quirk.

Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKj4upY1VYI

When my baby is walking down the street
I see red, I see red, I see red
How can someone wicked walk around free
I see red, I see red, I see red
I see red, oh I see red
You gave me such precious hours
What to do without you
Squeezed me out of your life
Down the drain like molten toothpaste
I feel used and spat out
Poor old me
When my baby is walking down the street
I see red, I see red, I see red
How can someone wicked walk around free
I see red, I see red, I see red
I see red, oh I see red
I am fed up with crying
My despair is drying
Draining into rage day by day
Green before you met me
In the pink when you let me love you
I was blue when you let me down
Black and blue
When my baby is walking down the street
I see red, I see red, I see red
How can someone wicked walk around free
I see red, I see red, I see red
I see red, oh I see red

I See Red (720nm Version) (Split Enz cover)

My all-synth version of the 1975/76 hit. We gotta get right back to where we started from.

Right Back Where We Started From (Closed Integral Version) (Maxine Nightingale cover)

My all-synth cover of the 2007 hit. 'Cause she's like so, whatever, you could do so much better.

Girlfriend (Razor Version) (Avril Lavigne cover)

My all-synth cover of the 1982 single.

I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil
It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne
It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before
I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob
But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air
It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time
Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil
Just last week I changed the oil
Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock
I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha

Driving in My Car (EV Version) (Madness cover)

My all-synth version of the 1979 hit.

I know it's out of fashion
And a trifle uncool
But I can't help it
I'm a romantic fool
It's a habit of mine
To watch the sun go down
On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

Echo Beach (EAC Version) (Martha and The Muffins cover)

My version of the 2007 hit (well it was in France and Belgium!) and woo hoo! My 300th track!

Original in HD: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=shi6I6mkJAk

-Salut Yelle!
-Salut Christelle!
-Hey On est pas des putes à Franges
-C'est clair!
-Et on va leur dire!

Refrain:
Tu me fais trop pitié tu m'soules vas-y parle à ma main
Si t'as pas compris ça veux dire oublies moi hum hum
J'écoute pas t'existes pas donc vas-y parle à ma main
Si t'as pas compris ça veux dire non merci hum hum.

Aves mes biatches je me déanche dans la rue. (pia pia pia)
Derrière nous un gars qui me matte le cul.(ah le relou!)
Ouais c'est normale j'suis bonne en MissXty taille basse.(c'est clair)
Il moule trop bien mon boule avec juste le string qui depasse.
T'sais que j'ai que 16 ans mais j'fais d'ja 95B
Grace à mon soutif Etham que j'ai trop bien rembouré
Bref le mec m'acoste dans son pov' survet lacoste
"Hey mademoiselle t'es charmante ça te dirais une glace à la menthe"
Ah ah P.I = Pas Intéressée.

*Refrain*

(Pont)
Parle parle parle à ma main c'est bon tu me lâches! 
Parle parle parle à ma main maintenant dégages! ( Bis)

Les mecs ils sont tous nuls (ah ouais) 
Les mecs ils sont tous nuls (ah ouais)
Les mecs (ouais) les mecs (ouais) les mecs ils sont tous nuls 
Ah pourquoi?
Les mecs ils sont tous nuls ils pensent qu'à nous mettre des doigts (ah dégueu!)
Ils font que nous tromper j'l'ai lu dans l'disque à Vitaa.
Mes parents aussi ils sont trop pas OP (ah les boules)
Ils veulent pas que je fume et ils veulent même pas divorcer (ma pauvre chérie!)
J'en ai vraiment marre d'être leur "bouquet mystère" (tu m'étonne!)
Ils comprennent pas que pour survivre j'ai besoin d'un scooter.
Si ça continue j'te jure j'vais fuguer en boîte (t'as trop raison)
Et pour bien les faire chier j'rentre qu'a 2h du mat'
Han han "C" cedille C ça craint!

*Refrain* +(Pont)

Hum humm OK c'est bon tu m'laches! Mais pour qui tu te prends c'est bon t'es pas mon père!
Hum humm OK c'est bon t'arrêtes! Mais pour qui tu te prends c'est bon parle à ma main!

Girls Power!! hum hum
Alors vas t'acheter une vie t'es pas dans ma liste d'amis
Quand j'te base puis que tu flippes parce-qu'à trois chui d'ja partie
Moi moi moi et mes pines-co pas un seul kilo en trop :
1 on couche puis 2 on t'note et 3 on s'l'envoit en texto.
Rien quand tu parles tu m'vénère Ferme la c'est moi qui gère :
1 on commande 2 tu paye et 3 tu m'emmène au concert
Arrêtes de m'suivre comme un chien les mecs ça sert trop à rien
Ouais c'est exactement ça ma chérie on a qu'a dev'nir homo O.M.O
Euh F.B.I : Fausse bonne idée!

*Refrain* + (Pont)
Allez mademoiselle balance ton numéro!
Ok t'as gagné j'te lâche mon numéro.....tu notes?
C'est le 118 218 (rires)
Oh lalala la gueule (rires)

Parle À Ma Main (Metacarpal Version) (Fatal Bazooka feat. Yelle cover)

My all-synth version of the song from the 1984 movie.

I only knew you for a while
I never saw your smile
Till it was time to go
Time to go away (time to go away)
Sometimes its hard to recognise
But comes as a surprise
And its too late
It's just to late to stay (to late to stay)
We'll always be together
However far it seems (love never ends)
We'll always be together
Together in electric dreams
Because of the friendship that you gave
Has taught me to be brave
No matter where I go
I'll never find a better prize (find a better prize)
Though your miles and miles away
I see you everyday
I don't have to try
I just close my eyes
I close my eyes
We'll always be together
However far it seems (love never ends)
We'll always be together
Together in electric dreams

Together in Electric Dreams (Edgar Version) (Philip Oakey and Giorgio Moroder cover)

My all-synth version of the 1974 hit. Hot Tramp I love you so...

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo 
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl 
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo 
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know
Calamity's child, chi-chile, chi-chile
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know? 
Eh, eh

Rebel Rebel (Yavin 4 Version) (David Bowie cover)

My all-synth version of the 1980 hit.

Our little army boy 
Is coming home from B.F.P.O. 
I've a bunch of purple flowers 
To decorate mummy's hero
Mourning in the aerodrome
The weather warmer, he is colder
Four men in uniform 
To carry home my little soldier
But he didn't have the money for a guitar
(What could he do)
(Should have been a politician)
But he never had a proper education
(What could he do)
(Should have been a father)
But he never even made it to his twenties
What a waste 
Army dreamers
Ooh, what a waste of 
Army dreamers
Tears o'er a tin box
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know
Like a chicken with a fox
He couldn't win the war with ego
Give the kid the pick of pips
And give him all your stripes and ribbons
Now he's sitting in his hole
He might as well have buttons and bows
But he didn't have the money for a guitar
(What could he do)
(Should have been a politician)
But he never had a proper education
(What could he do)
(Should have been a father)
But he never even made it to his twenties
What a waste 
Army dreamers
Ooh, what a waste of 
Army dreamers
Ooh, what a waste of all that 
Army dreamers
Army dreamers
Army dreamers, oh

Army Dreamers (Napoleonic Version) (Kate Bush cover)

My all-synth version of the 2009 hit.

I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I'm a ninja, yo
My life is like a video game
I maintain when I'm in the zone
One player, one life on the mic limited time (Yo Ninja, go!)
No fucking around I'm cutting down anyone in my path
Trying to fuck with my game with razor sharp lyrical throw stars
Here my flow's hot
Hosstyle
Wild, out of control
Ninja skop befokte rof taal
Rough rhymes, tough times
Met fokol kos, skraal
Till I hit triple seven at the ATM
Straight famine or feast
When you living on the razor edge
Stay sharp sharp
Rolling with the $0$
High energy
You never seen Zef so fresh
Uh! When we mic check Hi-Tek flows flex
Yo we optimistic, not fuckin' depressed
We not like the rest
My style is UFO
Totally unknown
You can't fuck with my new Zef flow
I'm hard to miss
"You can't do this, you can't do that"
Yo, fuckin' who said so?
I do what I like
Too hot to handle
Too cold to hold
You can't fuck with the chosen one
I-I-I-I-I want the knife
Yo I'm a Ninja
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
Ninja is poes cool
But don't fuck with my game, boy
Or I'll poes you
Life is tough when I get stuck
And my time is up I push through
Till I break-break-break on through to the other side
Fantastically poor with patience like a stalker
Ninja is hardcore
Been cut so deep, feel no pain it's not sore
Don't ask for kak or you'll get what you ask for
I'm like a wild animal in the corner
Waiting for the break of dawn
Trying to get through the night
Just a man with the will to survive
My blades swing free
Decapitate a hater
With amazing ease
This is not a game, boy
Don't play with me
I work my mic-saber like a wild fucking savage from the dark side danger!
Yin to the yang
Totally Hi-Tek, Ninja's motherfucking big in Japan
I seen the future but I never got nothing in my hand
Except a microphone, big dreams, and a plan
Fly-talking, sky-walking
Like a ninja
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection
Fuck this is like
The coolest song I ever heard in my whole life
Fuck all of you who said I wouldn't make it
They said I was a loser
They said I was a no-one
They said I was a fucking psycho
But look at me now, all up in the interweb, world wide
2009, futuristic
Enter the Ninja
Yo-Landi Visser
DJ Hi-Tek
Die fokken Antwoord
Dis mooi ne? (I'm a ninja!)
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai (yo I'm a ninja!)
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection (yo I'm a ninja!)
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Be my samurai (a motherfucking ninja!)
I, I, I
I am your butterfly
I need your protection
Need your protection

Enter the Ninja (30 foot Jump Version) (Die Antwoord cover)

My all-synth version of the 1998 hit.

Have a look at who wrote it! - Benny Andersson / Bjoern K Ulvaeus / Dennis Van Der Driesschen / Wessel Van Diepen

If you're alone and you need a friend
Someone to make you forget your problems
Just come along baby
Take my hand
I'll be your lover tonight
Whoa oh oh oh
This is what I wanna do
Let's have some fun
What I want is me and you
Boom boom boom boom
I want you in my room
Let's spend the night together
From now until forever
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna go boom boom
Let's spend the night together
Together in my room
Everybody get on down
The Vengaboys are back in town
This is what I wanna do
Let's have some fun
What I want is me and you
Boom boom boom boom
I want you in my room
Let's spend the night together
From now until forever
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna go boom boom
Let's spend the night together
Together in my room
Boom boom boom boom
I want you in my room
Let's spend the night together
From now until forever
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna go boom boom
Let's spend the night together
Together in my room
Boom boom boom boom
I want you in my room
Let's spend the night together
From now until forever

Boom Boom Boom Boom (Hypersonic Version) (Vengaboys cover)

My all-synth version of the 1991 hit.

Hello, you fool, I love you
C'mon join the joyride
I hit the road out of nowhere
I had to jump in my car
And be a rider in a love game
Following the stars
Don't need a book of wisdom
I get no money talk at all
She has a train going downtown
She's got a club on the moon
And she's telling all her secrets
In a wonderful balloon
She's the heart of the funfair
She's got me whistling a private tune
And it all begins where it ends
And she's all mine, my magic friend
She says, "hello, you fool, I love you
C'mon join the joyride"
Join the joyride
She's a flower, I could paint her
She's a child of the sun
We're a part of this together
Could never turn around and run
Don't need no fortune teller
To know where my lucky love belongs, whoa no
'Cause it all begins again when it ends, yeah
And we're all magic friends (magic friends, magic friends)
She says, "hello, you fool, I love you
C'mon join the joyride"
Join the joyride
She says, "hello (hello), you fool (you fool), I love you (I love you)
C'mon join the joyride"
Be a joyrider, ow
I'll take you on a sky ride
I'm feeling like I'm spellbound
The sunshine is a lady
Who rocks you like a baby
She says, "hello (hello) you fool (you fool) I love you (I love you)
C'mon join the joyride"
Join the joyride
Hello, you fool, I love you
C'mon join the joyride
Join the joyride
Hello, hello, you fool, I love you
C'mon, c'mon join the joyride
Be a joyrider
Roxette

Joyride (Shelby Version) (Roxette cover)

My all-synth version of the 2009 Version. I tried to make it interesting despite the absence of Fergie’s vocals.

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk
I'ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps
Check it out
I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ice
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and Madonna
Caring they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I ain't askin'
They say they love mah ass in
Seven jeans
True religion
I say no
But they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't takin'
We can keep on datin'
Now keep on demonstratin'
My love my love my love my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump my hump my hump
My humps they got you
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
Uh on me on me
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
I'm a get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside your jeans
I'm a make make make make you scream
Make you scream make you scream
'Cause of my humps my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps
Check it out
I met a girl down at the disco
She said hey hey hey ya lets go
I can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Let's spend time not money
And mix your milk with my coco puff
Milky milky coco
Mix your milk with my coco puff
Milky milky
Right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin' next to me
Always dancin' next to me
Tryin' a feel my hump hump
Lookin' at my lump lump
You can look but you can't touch it
If you touch it
I'm a start some drama
You don't want no drama
No no drama no no no no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy
You ain't my man boy
I'm just tryin' a dance boy
And move my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
My loving got you
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
Uh on me on me
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
I'm a get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside your jeans
I'm a make make make make you scream
Make you scream make you scream
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
I'm a get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt
I'm a make make make make you work
Make you work work make you work
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Oh, spending all your money on me
Uh on me on me

My Humps (Progesterone Version) (Black Eyed Peas cover)

My all-synth version of the 1987 hit.

I am sitting
In the morning
At the diner
On the corner
I am waiting
At the counter
For the man
To pour the coffee
And he fills it
Only halfway
And before
I even argue
He is looking
Out the window
At somebody
Coming in
"It is always
Nice to see you"
Says the man
Behind the counter
To the woman
Who has come in
She is shaking
Her umbrella
And I look
The other way
As they are kissing
Their hellos
I'm pretending
Not to see them
And Instead
I pour the milk
I open
Up the paper
There's a story
Of an actor
Who had died
While he was drinking
He was no one
I had heard of
And I'm turning
To the horoscope
And looking
For the funnies
When I'm feeling
Someone watching me
And so
I raise my head
There's a woman
On the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not
Really see me
Cause she sees
Her own reflection
And I'm trying
Not to notice
That she's hitching
Up her skirt
And while she's
Straightening her stockings
Her hair
Is getting wet
Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
As I'm listening
To the bells
Of the cathedral
I am thinking
Of your voice
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the rain began
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train

Tom’s Diner (Calorie Bomb Version) (Suzanne Vega cover)

My all-synth version of the 1974 hit.

Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightening
But they fought with expert timing
They were funky China men from funky Chinatown
They were chopping them up and they were chopping them down
It's an ancient Chinese art and everybody knew their part
From a feint into a slip, and kicking from the hip
Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those kicks were fast as lightning 
In fact it was a little bit frightening
But they fought with expert timing
There was funky Billy Chin and little Sammy Chung
He said here comes the big boss, let's get it on
We took a bow and made a stand, started swinging with the hand
The sudden motion made me skip now we're into a brand knew trip
Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightening
But they did it with expert timing
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on
Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightening
Make sure you have expert timing
Kung-fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning
Keep on, keep on, keep on

Kung Fu Fighting (Hadouken Version) (Carl Douglas cover)

My all-synth version of the 1978 track from the Grease Soundtrack.

Dedicated to my darling wife, Emma.

Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
I'm not the first to know there's
Just no getting over you
You know I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But baby can't you see there's nothing else for me to do
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's no way to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
My head is saying fool forget him
My heart is saying don't let go
Hold on to the end, that's what I intend to do
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's no way to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you
Hopelessly devoted to you

Hopelessly Devoted to You (Delta Version) (Olivia Newton-John cover)

My all-synth version of the 2018 hit.

Sé que te gusto a ti todavía
Tres, dos, uno
Standing here in an empty room
I saw you there and my blood ran cold
Take me back to that long September
Don't know how I ever let you go
I was young, didn't know 'bout love
You were wild, couldn't get enough
Gave my heart to another lover
Don't know how I ever let you go
Find me, in another place and time
If only, if only you were mine
But I'm already someone else's baby
Guess I had my last chance
And now this is our last dance
You fell through the cracks in my hands
Hard to say it's over
But I'm already someone else's (C'mon)
Baby, ahh
Baby, ahh
Baby, ahh
I'm already someone else's
All caught up in the way we were
I feel your hands getting close to mine
Don't say the words that I love to hear
The beat goes on and I close my eyes
I was young, didn't know 'bout love
You were wild, couldn't get enough
Let's leave things the way they were
You'll stay with me like a lullaby
Ey, sé que te gusto a ti todavía por mucho que digas
Además puedo ver en tus ojos
Que no sólo quieres quedar como amigos
Tienes mi corazón, eres mi obsesión
Soy tuyo pa' siempre
Guess I had my last chance
And now this is our last dance
You fell through the cracks in my hands
Tell myself be stronger
My heart's like a rubber band
And it's such a shame
You'll always be the one who got away
We both know that deep down you feel the same
Hard to say it's over
But I'm already someone else's (C'mon)
Baby, ahh (Eso no, eso no)
Baby, ahh (Mereces mejor)
Baby, ahh (Y a tu calor)
I'm already someone else's
Wish I met you at another place and time
If only, if only you were mine
This love story ends for you and I
'Cause I'm already someone else's
Baby, ahh (Contigo otra vez)
Baby, ahh (Mereces mucho mejor, mucho mejor)
Baby, ahh (Lo que tienes con ella, no es amor)
I'm already someone else's
Baby, ahh (Cada noche más te extraño, cada día sin ti me hace daño)
Baby, ahh (Sabes que mereces mejor, lo que sientes por ella no es amor)
Baby, ahh (Por mucho que digas somos más que amigos)
I'm already someone else's (Y el tiempo se acaba en cuatro, tres, dos, uno)

Baby (feat. Marina and Luis Fonsi) (Talent Quest Version) (Clean Bandit cover)

My all-synth version of the 1981 hit.

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said
Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
I said, "do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said
I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover, yeah
Lyin' in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said
Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover
Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?

Down Under (Strange Lady Version)(Men at Work cover)

My all-synth version of the 2017 track.

Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he's gone and he's calling me a bitch again
There's a guy that lives in a garden state
And he told me that we make it 'til we graduate
So I told him the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That we're meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best of me
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love
Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I'm riding through
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That I'm in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best in me
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I know that you're afraid
I'm gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you're afraid
I'm gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
You know I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh

Bad at Love (SRY Fragmentation Version) (Halsey cover)

My all-synth version of the 2020 track.


[Intro: Russel]
Aries

[Verse 1: 2-D]
I'm looking out at a volcano
Trying to read the world today and see where you're at
I'll never do that
I'm a model that is uncomplicated
You can play a happy tune on me, but don't turn me off
'Cause then I am silenced

[Verse 2: 2-D]
I'm standing on a beach in the distance
And even though you're far away, can you see my red light?
It's waiting to turn green
'Cause I feel so isolated without you
I can't play a happy tune on my own, so stay by my side
High or low tide

[Chorus: 2-D & Peter Hook]
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide, high
And it feels like I'm falling in, again
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide, high
Feels like I'm falling in, again
 

[Verse 3: 2-D]
I'm a model that is uncomplicated
You can play a happy tune on me, but don't turn me off
'Cause then I am silenced

[Chorus: 2-D & Peter Hook]
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide, high
And it feels like I'm falling in, again
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide
High tide, high tide, high tide, high tide, high
Feels like I'm falling in, again

Aries (Olympus Mons version) (Gorillaz feat. Peter Hook and Georgia cover)

My all-synth version of the 1983 hit.


I come home in the morning light
My mother says, "When you gonna live your life right?"
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells, "What you gonna do with your life?"
Oh daddy dear, you know you're still number one
But girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun (girls, they wanna, wanna have fun, girls wanna have)
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun (girls, they wanna, wanna have fun, girls wanna have)
They just wanna, they just wanna (girls)
They just wanna, they just wanna, oh girl (girls just wanna have fun)
Girls just wanna have fun
They just wanna, they just wanna
They just wanna, they just wanna (girls)
They just wanna, they just wanna, oh girl (girls just wanna have fun)
Girls just want to have fun
When the working
When the working day is done
Oh when the working day is done, oh girls
Girls, they wanna have fun, everybody
They just wanna, they just wanna (girls)
They just wanna, they just wanna, oh girls (girls just wanna have fun)
Girls just want to have fun
when the working
When the working day is done (they just wanna, they just wanna)
Oh when the working day is done, oh girl (girls just wanna have fun)
Girls just wanna have fun (they just wanna, they just wanna)

Girls Just Want to Have Fun (Fried 808 version) (Cyndi Lauper cover)

My all-synth version of the 2009 hit

Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
The messages I've tried to send
My information's just not going in
Burning bridges shore to shore
I'll break away from something more
I'm not turned on to love until it's cheap
Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
I won't let you turn around
And tell me now I'm much too proud
To walk away from something when it's dead
Do, do, do your dirty words
Come out to play when you are heard
There's certain things that should be left unsaid
Tick, tick, tick, tick on the watch
And life's too short for me to stop
Oh, baby, your time is running out
I won't let you turn around 
And tell me now I'm much too proud
All you do is fill me up with doubt
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time baby
I'll be
Bulletproof
This time baby
I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be
Bulletproof

Bulletproof (Depleted Uranium version) (La Roux cover)

My all-synth remake

See them walking hand in hand
Across the bridge at midnight
Heads turning as the lights flashing out
Are so bright
And walk right out to the four line track
There's a camera rolling on her back
On her back
And I sense a rhythm humming in a frenzy
All the way down her spine
Girls on film
Girls on film
Girls on film
Girls on film
Lipstick cherry all over the lens as she's falling
And miles of sharp blue water coming in
Where she lies
The diving man's coming up for air
'Cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair
By the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here
As she goes under again
Girls on film (two minutes later)
Girls on film
Girls on film (got your picture)
Girls on film
Wider, baby, smile and you've just made a million
Fuses pumping live heat twisting out on a wire
Take one last glimpse into the night
I'm touching close
I'm holding bright
Holding tight
Give me shudders in a whisper
Take me up 'til I'm shooting a star
Girls on film (she's more than a lady)
Girls on film
Girls on film (two minutes later)
Girls on film
Girls on film (see you together)
Girls on film
Girls on film (see you later)
Girls on film

Girls on Film (Hallucin80’s version) (Duran Duran cover)

I am not trying to seduce you
When I dance, they call me Macarena
And the boys, they say que soy buena
They all want me
They can't have me
So they all come and dance beside me
Move with me
Chant with me
And if you're good, I'll take you home with me
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
But don't you worry about my boyfriend
He's a boy whose name is Vitorino
I don't want him
Couldn't stand him
He was no good so I (hahahaha)
Now, come on, what was I supposed to do?
He was out of town and his two friends were so fine
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
I am not trying to seduce you
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Mac mac mac mac mac mac Macarena
Macarena Macarena Macarena Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Come and find me, my name is Macarena
Always at the party con las chicas que son buenas
Come join me
Dance with me
And all you fellows chant along with me
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena
Hey Macarena

The Macarena (Siwa Synths Version) (Los Del Rios cover)

I make obnoxious synth covers of previously fine songs. All done with Korg Gadget.

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