I synthesise and press a lighted key Turn it on, compose a melody Redo from start, I need more rhythm 1 and 4 was for the Commodore A catchy beat, I put it on repeat I program more, but still it`s incomplete Start and stop, where`s the perfect pitch? I won`t give up until I tap my feet.
I`m gonna make a perfect line Gonna make it stick to your mind I won`t give up that magic rhyme Got to hear it just one more time
Computer music is just like oxygen Try and fail, again, again, again I need the recipe for the perfect melody I add more tracks, run out of DSP Timbre and tone, I want it synthetic Knobs and sliders, no button pushing matrix Dadaistic, nothing too profound Electric music resounding all around
I`m gonna make a perfect line Gonna make it stick to your mind I won`t give up that magic rhyme Got to hear it just one more time
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