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[00:00.000] 作词 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.000] 作曲 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.000] 编曲 : 顺德灵机/柠檬草
[00:00.000] 制作人 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.000]《五常之歌》(A Ballad of Foam and Steel)
[00:01.278]Write a lyric: Shunde Lingji
[00:02.278]Compose music: Shunde Lingji
[00:03.134]Producer: Shunde Lingji
[00:03.947]Vocal Producer: Sandy/ Lemon tree
[00:04.736]Guitar: Due East/ Jayl
[00:05.390]Backing Vocals Arrangement: Due East
[00:06.286]Recording Studio: Mplyp Studio
[00:07.173]Vocal Recorded by: Jack Dai
[00:08.094]Mixing & Mastering Engineer：Shunde Lingji
[00:09.153]Project Executive：Wang Chen，
[00:10.024]OP : Universe Star Clear Cultural Media Co., Ltd
[00:15.213]There once was a warship that charged through the spray,
[00:18.941]Her name was the Neptune’s Electric Fray,
[00:22.613]The sky glowed with drones, her hull turned to stealth,
[00:26.297]Oh～Lock, my laser boys, lock! (Hah!)
[00:28.152]
[00:29.678]Soon may the Drone-Ship come,
[00:32.550]To bring us railgun slugs and synth-rum,
[00:36.013]When the last sonar ping is done one,
[00:39.495]We’ll sail home through the sun.
[00:42.079]
[00:45.420]She’d not been two days from the lunar dock,
[00:48.749]When a black-sub rose silent as concrete rock,
[00:52.335]The Admiral gripped his holographic pad,
[00:56.029]“we'll scrap that a driven cat” (Hah!)
[00:58.697]
[00:59.763]Soon may the Drone-Ship come,
[01:02.449]To bring us railgun slugs and synth-rum,
[01:05.633]When the last sonar ping is done one,
[01:09.228]We’ll sail home through the sun.
[01:11.815]
[01:14.090]Zing-zing-zing-chk-chk-boom!
[01:18.436]Zing-zing-zing-chk-chk-boom-boom!
[01:22.801]Pew-pew-pew-vrrooom!
[01:25.337]Pew-pew-pew-vrrooom!
[01:26.811]
[01:29.539]Before the torpedo could kiss the sea,
[01:33.878]A swarm of decoys burst forth wild and free,
[01:37.377]All hands to the pulse-cannons, firing with glee,
[01:41.231]As the depth charges sank low (Huh!)
[01:43.065]
[01:44.484]Soon may the Drone-Ship come,
[01:47.472]To bring us railgun slugs and synth-rum,
[01:50.821]When the last sonar ping is done one ,
[01:54.502]We’ll sail home through the sun.
[01:55.639]
[02:00.574]No hull was breached, no sub was slain,
[02:03.803]The Captain’s pride took a bit of a pain,
[02:07.470]But he laughed through the static and rain:
[02:11.137]“They’ve upgraded their code again!” (Hah!)
[02:13.405]
[02:14.554]Soon may the Drone-Ship come,
[02:17.689]To bring us railgun slugs and synth-rum,
[02:20.881]When the last sonar ping is done.
[02:25.058]
[02:29.751]For forty nights, or maybe more,
[02:33.547]They danced through magnetic fields and spore-clouds grey,
[02:37.541]All missiles spent, just the railguns to play,
[02:41.381]But still that ghost-sub would stay.
[02:43.906]
[02:45.069]And as far as we track, the game’s still on,
[02:48.840]Their cloak flickers blue where our lasers have gone,
[02:52.481]The Drone-Ship pings us at crack of dawn:
[02:56.200]“Need more coffee or uranium?”
[02:59.604]
[03:00.066]Soon may the Drone-Ship come,
[03:02.670]To bring us railgun slugs and synth-rum,
[03:06.092]When the last sonar ping is done,
[03:10.177]We’ll sail home through the sun!