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Albums of the Decade

90's Pop

Garbage

My all-synth version of the 1998 hit.

I'm stressed but you're freestyle
I'm overworked but I'm undersexed
I must be made of concrete
I sign my name across your chest
Give out the same old answers
I trot them out for the relatives
Company tried and tested
I use the ones that I love the best
Like an animal you're moving over me
Like an animal you're moving over me
When did I get perverted
I can't remember your name
I'm growing introverted
You touch my hand and it's not the same
This was so unexpected
I never thought I'd get caught
Play boomerang with your demons
Shoot to kill and you'll pop them off
Bang! Bang!
Like an animal you're moving over me
Like an animal you're moving over me
You should be sleeping my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
When I walked in the room
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
Your eyes light up
When I walk in the room
A hammering in my head don't stop
From the bullet train
From Tokyo to Los Angeles
I'm leaving you behind
A flash in the pan
A storm in a teacup
A needle in a haystack
A prize for the winning
A dead for the raising
A catch for the chasing
A jewel for the choosing
A man for the making in this blistering heat
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
With your bedroom eyes and your baby pouts
Sweat it all out
In our electric storms and our shifting sands
Our candy jars and our sticky hands
Sweat it all out [Repeat: x6]
Don't forget what I wrote you then
And don't forget what I told you then
And don't forget I that meant to win
And don't forget your Ventolin
So a hammering in my head don't stop
In the bullet train from Tokyo to Los Angeles.


Hammering In My Head (Gadolinium version) (Garbage cover)

Brick By Brick

Transformer

Perfect Day

Death Rides A Pale Cow: The Ultimate Collection

Punk Rock Girl

In A Safe Place

Over The Pond

On Your Way

The Outer Banks

Thule

Window

Instrumental cover of Garbage's song. Used about 11 different gadgets, some custom voices.

Medication (Fripatronic Version)(Garbage Cover)

My all-synth version of the 1998 track. When I grow up, I'll be stable.

When I Grow Up (HGH Version) (Garbage cover)

My all-synth cover of the all-synth + auto tune song hit from 1999.

Blue (Da Ba Dee) (420nm version) (Eiffel 65 cover)

My all-synth version of the 1997 track. Get nothing done.

Beetlebum (Coleoptera Version) (Blur cover)

My all-synth version of the 1997 hit. We know how much the band would love that. :-) Change my pitch up!

Smack My Bitch Up (Canine Version) (The Prodigy cover)

My all-synth version of the 1991 hit. You act like you never had love - and want me to go without.

One (T.O.E. Version) (U2 cover)

My all-synth version of the 1998 track. Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me.

I Think I’m Paranoid (Risperidone Version) (Garbage cover)

My all-synth version of the 1995 track.

You pretend you're high
Pretend you're bored
Pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break

stupid girl
stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on
Can drive you mad
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste

stupid girl
stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame

stupid girl
stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
I can't believe you fake it

Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Stupid girl

Stupid Girl (Neural Deficit Version) (Garbage cover)

My all-synth version of the 2001 track.

She gave you everything she had
But she was young and dumb
She'd just turned twenty-one
She didn't care to hang around
So when the shit came down
Why she was nowhere to be found
This life can turn a good girl bad
She was the sweetest thing
That you had ever seen
You're such a delicate boy
In the hysterical realm
Of an emotional landslide
In physical terms
With your cherry lips and golden curls
You could make grown men gasp
When you'd go walking past them
In your hot pants and high heels
They could not believe
That such a body was for real
It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear
Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash
And suddenly a spell was cast
You hold a candle in your heart
You shine the light on hidden parts
You make the whole world want to dance
You bought yourself a second chance
Go Baby Go Go
We're right behind you
Go baby Go Go
Yeah we're looking at you
Go baby Go GO
Aw we're right behind you
Go Baby
Go Baby
Yeah we're looking at you
Go

Cherry 🍒 Lips 👄 (All Day Cherry Version) (Garbage cover)

Version 2.0 (The Official Remixes)

Special (Rickedy Raw R&B Mix)

Necchi - Do You Remember Rock'n'Roll Radio?

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

Hammering In My Head (Gadolinium version) (Garbage cover)

einstein's brain