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sam spitting mad factual information here
"S.A.M. is a speech synthesis program released in 1982 for the Atari 8-bit computers, Apple II, and Commodore 64."
JUST A TAD incomprehensible ;) hence the lyrics may prove useful.
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(they ask me if i have the cred. better yet, i have a credo...
it goes something like this... check it out....
i'd like...)
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to fish within the kitchen sink
go to pawn shop with rubber ring
to stop the show with a doorstopper
to make coffee without any water
to do pulse sweeps on the NES
to state inferior is the best
to force the circle through the square
to overwear the underwear
reach for stars under the ground
make sounds on ZX81
to put the rhyme inside a line
to neglect money and waste time
to stay naive, to not be wary
to achieve sub-bass on the atari
to tell the kids the lamb had Mary
foolish? rather the contrary
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i do not believe in power
the dead or the alive presidents
i'll say that in my final hour:
i believe in things that don't make sense
(take it to the bridge!)
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i'd like to live in the morgue
to eat soup with a fork
push the lemmings off the cliff
things like that - you get a drift
to synthesize on Super Famicom
increase volume instead of income
to make an OPL sound good
it ain't hopeless, really, dude
to build a bridge with a gap
or inject morphine to wake up
remove all songs but keep all skits
to tie shoelaces using feet
to find fourth channel of the SID
battle the bit that's obsolete
show incompetence but still compete
...should i submit this shit?
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i do not believe in power
the dead or the alive presidents
i'll say that in my final hour:
i believe in things that don't make sense
(perhaps)
i do not believe in power
the dead or the alive presidents
i'll say that in my final hour:
i believe in things that don't make sense
(or do they?)
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those who can forgive my clumsy English, clap your hands. and the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry :D
chips used: 2A03, SID8580, POKEY, GB APU, OPL, C700. except drums/percussion everything is chip-based, postprocessed or not.
and i'm (finally) out like Krzysztof Kieslowski.
slava Ukraini!