Chorus:
[singing]
Since you came here uninvited/We all knew you'd be delighted./This is not the time or place to hedge./ No one here would be so bold to,/But since you asked and no one's told you,/Let us take you to the cutting edge!
Computer:
[rapping]
I can process words, accounting too./And my pixel screen displays for you./Computer graphics locked into your memory.
Phone:
[rapping]
With fiber optics cast in plastic/For natural sights and sound fantastic./Just reach out and talk to your dear old Uncle Emery!
Chorus:
[singing]
More, more, more!
Computer:
Everything you wanted and more.
Chorus:
[singing]
More, more, more!
Sewing Machine:
[singing]
Let me tell you what it's for./Here's the printout with the score./Get yourself together on the edge.
Chorus:
[singing]
You want to go to old Rio De Janeiro, my dear?/You want to join in any Club Paradise?/You'd really rather stay at home, where the picture is clear./You get it on the stereo./And you don't even have to go./More, more, more!/ Everything you wanted and more!/More, more, more!
Plugsy:
Any time or place you wish,/You might meet up with some dish./Pull yourself together on the edge!
Mixer:
[rapping]
If you want a lean machine/ To whip you up some mean cuisine,/I'm on ze scene, totally automatic.
Microwave:
[rapping]
Hey, I can bake your biscuits, too./ Pop some dough, boy, out for you./I'm micro-solid state and that's no static!
Chorus:
[singing]
More, more, more!/ Everything you wanted and more!/More, more, more!/ We're the bytes and chips to call./You just have yourself a ball./ It's all hyperactive on the edge!/From LEDs to CRTs,/ Woofers, tweeters, antenna trees,/ And ultra-nylon life of ease./Everything you dreamed of on the edge!
Computer, Plugsy:
And more!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:07