Midnight Spike, by Roger the alien captures the songs that peak exactly at midnight on December 31st, the moment of maximum noise, confidence, and collective release. These global hits act as inspiration for a set of cousin tracks.
Each track is performed by a different Roger the Alien persona from American Dad, turning familiar pop anthems into exaggerated character performances. Together, the album portrays New Year’s Eve as it really is: loud, euphoric, unstable, and already cracking by the first minute of the new year.

Midnight Spike

Snatch A Style

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

I’m Laura Vanderbooben, satin dress, electric gaze
In the grid of desks I roam, ignite your steady phase
Your eyes lift from the screen, coffee cup in hand
My silhouette in neon wave, you lose control, you stand

Feel the pulse beneath your collar
I’m the code you cannot delete
In this cubicle ballet I draw you, feel your heartbeat

Open space pulse, open space pulse
My whisper echoes by your screen
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Your heartbeat’s captive to my scheme
Open space pulse, open space pulse
I glide between the rows of desks
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Laura’s game begins, the quest

Planner on the whiteboard drifts, memos in my wake
I lean across your workspace now, your focus starts to break
Lipstick shining like highway lights, laughter hums the code
In fluorescent hush of nine to five, I make the system overload

Feel the pulse beneath your collar
I’m the spark you cannot resist
In this body groove seduction, the night has not been missed

Open space pulse, open space pulse
My whisper echoes by your screen
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Your heartbeat’s captive to my scheme
Open space pulse, open space pulse
I glide between the rows of desks
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Laura’s game begins, the quest

Click clack of keyboards, shadows dance in light
Your glance betrays your system, your will succumbs tonight
In cubicles we merge our wires, the outline drawn so clear
Laura Vanderbooben’s voice in ear, you have nothing to fear

Open space pulse, open space pulse
My whisper echoes by your screen
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Your heartbeat’s captive to my scheme
Open space pulse, open space pulse
I glide between the rows of desks
Open space pulse, open space pulse
Laura’s game, you’ll pass the test

Mystery of Laura Vanderbooben

Heat on my skin, 
rhythm on my hips
Boy don’t blink, you’ll miss my kiss

I slide through the crowd
Pulse running loud
Your eyes catching mine
I slow down the time
I taste the bassline
Turning your spine to wine
Come follow my sway
I’m trouble in Louboutin grey
If you keep that pace
You might get a taste

Move with me closer now
Heat dripping down your brow
You feel that spark somehow
I know you feel it now

Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

My touch lights a fuse
You shake like you might lose
I like when you freeze
Then melt at my tease
City hums slow
While your heartbeat grows
If you let me lead
You’ll forget how to breathe
I’m sweet with a burn
Boy, you’ll beg for your turn

Move with me closer now
Heat dripping down your brow
You feel that spark somehow
I know you feel it now

[Chorus]
Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

I'm Jenny Fromdabloc
I walk in, heat drop, make the whole block shock
Hips talk louder than your TikTok stock
Boy stare hard like he just got caught
I’m sweet like mango, burn like shot
I wine on the beat till the bass go hot
If you wanna keep up, baby, tie that knot
I dance on your breath, leave your logic in knots
You follow my steps like a password you forgot
Drip so rude, I don’t care who watch
I move through the night like a rooftop fox
City on fire when my waist unlocks
Flirt game deadly, call the detox
One glance from me and your heartbeat clocks
You fall in my vibe like a DJ drop
I take what I want, boy, I call the shots
I'm Jenny Fromdabloc

Come ride this breeze with me
I’ll show you where the streets get steamy
Under neon palms
I can break your calm
Let your guard fall free
Baby don’t pretend you don’t see
The way my waist calls you
Come step into this view
Just you and me unseen
Where the night turns tangerine

Party hard, Jenny Fromdabloc

I slowly woke from dreaming, Still wiping sleep away. I couldn’t help but wonder If my eyes were telling lies— For drifting down so softly Was the year’s first snow outside.
[Verse 2] Then mama called me gently, “It’s time to start the day.” Then mama called me gently, “Come on, get dressed, Mama, dearest mama, Come take a look with me— Will you walk outside together In the first snow of the year?
[Pre-Chorus — new] The world feels still, As if it’s holding breath for us. A quiet magic fills the streets, Turning everything to dust— To shining winter dust.
[Chorus] Look up at the sky with me, The clouds are heavy, full of dancing flakes. I wish that this could last forever, A moment winter never takes. I feel so full of wonder in the first snowfall, 

[Verse 3 — new]
We wandered through the garden, Our footsteps barely heard. Each branch was lined with silver, Each rooftop touched with blur. And mama whispered softly, “Days like this are rare…” Her voice was warm and trembling In the bright and frosted air.
[Verse 4 — new]
A child from down the street came To chase the floating white, He spun around in circles With glowing cheeks of light. And laughing, I remembered How winter feels brand-new— A little piece of childhood Falling all around us too.

[Bridge — new]
And even when the cold grows deeper, I’ll keep this moment close to me. The simple joy of waking early To a world remade so quietly. A memory like a lantern glowing, Guiding me through every year. The first snow always finds me, Whispering: I’m still here.

The First Snowfall

Dust on the vine
And the harvest days are done
Empty house, I am one
Staring at the setting sun
It is time for the silence
And the cellar smells of wine
Everything was a sign
Now I'm crossing every line

Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Julia Rogerts is calling from the farm
Keep the children away from any harm
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
May we find a new life, a way to fly
If we don't, we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Sometimes I think
How the heavy winter falls
And I hear how it calls
Through the cracks within these walls
Oh yes, Stan is a shadow
And he thinks he has a soul
Playing his stupid role
While he's losing all control
He just drinks in the dark

Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Julia Rogerts is calling from the farm
Keep the children away from any harm
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
May we find a new life, a way to fly
If we don't, we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Seems to me now
That the seeds we used to sow
Will not wake, will not grow
In the dirt we used to know
It is time for a sequel
In another ten years time
In this valley of mine
Who can say what we will find
At the end of the line

Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Julia Rogerts is calling from the farm
Keep the children away from any harm
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
May we find a new life, a way to fly
If we don't, we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Happy New Year, from Julia Rogerts

I really need a double scotch
But I am just a child
I really need a double scotch
I’m Caitlyn Miracle Smith, look at me!

I want a drink so bad, my dear
I want a drink so bad
The Marshall’s watching every move
I want a drink so bad
I want a drink so bad

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

I really need a double scotch
But I am just a child
I really need a double scotch
I’m Caitlyn Miracle Smith, look at me!

I want a drink so bad, my dear
I want a drink so bad
The Marshall’s watching every move
I want a drink so bad
I want a drink so bad

Ayy, oh yeah, ayy, ayy, hey
Give me vodka, baby
Ayy
4, 3, 2, 1

I really need a double scotch
But I am just a child
I really need a double scotch
I’m Caitlyn Miracle Smith, look at me!
Haha, does anybody see my flask? Hehe
Might as well take a sip

Give me vodka, baby (Oh)
Give me vodka, baby

I really need a double scotch
But I am just a child
I really need a double scotch
I’m Caitlyn Miracle Smith, look at me!

The flight is long
For me and the crew
I need a gin or two
The flight is long for me
I need a gin or two

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Caitlyn Miracle Smith really needs a double scotch

The books are the only way to get a degree
So the desk is where I sit (Mm)
My tired eyes and my brittle bones feel the strain
Studying hard while I struggle to knit (Mm)
Then Hayley walks over and starts up a conversation with just me
And trust me, I'll push her to leave now (Mm)
Take my hand, wait, look at the lease for the upstairs space
And then I start to scheme, and now I'm singing like

Gal, you need to get that grade
That room was tailor made for someone like me
Well, hurry up, follow my plan
I studied daily, don't mind me
Say, "Lacy, let's grab a drink"
Pour out a bottle and put that gin in me
Well, hurry up, follow my plan
Come, hurry up, follow my plan, mm

I'm in shock at the state of me
I drunk a lot and I lost my mind
Although my legs are failing too
I'm in bed with seven
And last night, I was on the floor
And now my skirt is ripped in two
Every guy, discovering something brand new
Well, I'm in shock at the state of me

Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Every guy, discovering something brand new
I'm in shock at the state of me

One sip in, we let the chaos begin
We're going out on my first binge (Mm)
You and me are thirsty, so pour all-you-can-gulp
Empty the cup and I empty the fridge (Mm)
I talk for minutes and minutes about the dean and the honors
And how my rickets is doing okay (Mm)
And leave and get in a bushes, and act in a theater
Tell the Ronnie make the audience pray and I'm singing like

Gal, you need to get that grade
That room was tailor made for someone like me
Well, hurry up, follow my plan
I studied daily, don't mind me
Say, "Lacy, let's grab a drink"
Pour out a bottle and put that gin in me
Well, hurry up, follow my plan
Come, hurry up, follow my plan, mm

[Chorus]
I'm in shock at the state of me
I drunk a lot and I lost my mind
Although my legs are failing too
I'm in bed with seven
And last night, I was on the floor
And now my skirt is ripped in two
Every guy, discovering something brand new
Well, I'm in shock at the state of me

Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Oh, seven, oh, eleven, oh, seven, oh, eleven
Well, I'm in bed with seven
Every guy, discovering something brand new
I'm in shock at the state of me

Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on

I'm in shock at the state of me
I drunk a lot and I lost my mind
Although my legs are failing too
I'm in bed with seven
And last night, I was on the floor
And now my skirt is ripped in two
Every guy, discovering something brand new
Well, I'm in shock at the state of me

Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
I'm in bed with seven
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
I'm in bed with seven
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
Ronnie, come be my lover, come on
I'm in bed with seven
Every guy, discovering something brand new
I'm in shock at the state of me

Shape of Lacy Crinklehole

Market, I found the lead, Shebecca Escrow's greed
Inside the master suite, I'll plant the final seed
And state the price you pay, profit is what I need
And who can stop my game? If the buyer has agreed

And maybe it's wood, or maybe it's glass
When I stalk the listings and show some class
The garden of shrubs, the lawn of grass
You are so trapped, I'm watching you pass
You walk through the kitchen like a pawn
Shebecca Escrow's on the lawn
If you haven't signed, I'll wait for the dawn
In my office, and the mask is drawn

Buyer, I'm never stopping
And keep the numbers popping
And if you call me, we're swimming where bids are dropping
If it's for me I'm lopping
From winter until cropping
Shebecca Escrow sees no rivals who are shopping

Market, I found the lead, Shebecca Escrow's greed
Inside the master suite, I'll plant the final seed
And state the price you pay, profit is what I need
And who can stop my game? If the buyer has agreed

Stupid, you got me locked, yeah
If you were a shack, you'd be already knocked
Pacing around the suburbs, with you I'm always shocked
You are not my friend, but
Take forty grand, burn it at the store
Shebecca Escrow wants some more
Like a shadow, I will enter every door, eh-eh-eh

Years ago they wrecked her credit line (Credit line)
Shebecca Escrow finds a hundred fine (Hundred fine)
But (But), she likes the sellers pushing the silver mine (Silver mine)
I'm here for you twenty-four hours, to sign

Buyer, I'm never stopping
And keep the numbers popping (Keep them popping)
And if you call me, we're swimming where bids are dropping (Bids are dropping)
If it's for me I'm lopping
From winter until cropping
Shebecca Escrow sees no rivals who are shopping

Market, I found the lead, Shebecca Escrow's greed
Inside the master suite, I'll plant the final seed
And state the price you pay, profit is what I need
And who can stop my game? If the buyer has agreed

And maybe it's wood, or maybe it's glass
When I stalk the listings and show some class
The garden of shrubs, the lawn of grass
You are so trapped, I'm watching you pass
You walk through the kitchen like a pawn
Shebecca Escrow's on the lawn
If you haven't signed, I'll wait for the dawn
In my office, and the mask is drawn

Petite Shebecca Escrow

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Caitlyn Miracle Smith really needs a double scotch

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