[Intro — Alien transmission, deep robotic voice] Signal detected… Unknown rhythm. Unauthorized groove. Who is controlling the galaxy? Oh… It's that mushroom again. TRALALA… LALÈRE! [Build-Up — Whispered voices, strange synth pulses] Too many copies! Too many sounds! Too many DJs Spinning upside down! Cut the noise! Erase the fake! Bring that frequency Nobody can replicate! [Verse 1 — Funky robotic male voice] I tried the future, I tried the past, I made a rhythm that couldn't last. I wore ten faces, I played ten roles, Now I'm reconnecting my cosmic soul. No borrowed beat, no imitation, I'm my own interstellar creation. One mushroom, one impossible sound, When I press play, the stars spin around! [Pre-Drop — Spoken, increasingly intense] Attention, alien population! The experiment is over. The original frequency… IS BACK! [DROP 1 — Massive alien club groove] BOOM-BA-DI-BOOM! ZIGGA-ZA-ZOOM! Move your tentacles! Shake your antennae! The floor is melting In sector twenty-nine! Wobble to the left! Glitch to the right! DJ Champignon Reprograms the night! Tralala… TRALALA! LALÈRE! LALÈRE! NO COPY! NO RULES! JUST COSMIC GROOVE! [Verse 2 — Playful, arrogant, hypnotic] I don't need fame, I invented strange, I bend the beat and rearrange. Your gravity is out of date, Your dancing shoes can't handle my state. Three eyes blinking, six feet sliding, Half the galaxy's uncontrollably gliding. The aliens scream, the robots pray, But nobody's leaving till the break of day! [Breakdown — Minimal bass, alien whispers] Less talking… More bass. Less thinking… More space. One pulse. One tribe. One sound alive. Can you feel it? That frequency… Was never yours. [Build-Up 2 — Rising synths, alien choir] RE-BOOT THE GROOVE! RE-LOAD THE FUN! THE ORIGINAL MUSHROOM IS THE ONLY ONE! Five… Four… Three… Two… TRALALA LALÈRE! [DROP 2 — Explosive Galactic Dancefloor] WAKA-WAKA-WARP! BOOM-BOOM-BLIP! Make a black hole With your spaceship hips! Freaky bass! Hypnotic lights! Alien bodies Taking cosmic flight! No beginning! No end! DJ Champignon Is your intergalactic friend! TRALALA LALÈRE! TRALALA LALÈRE! THE BEAT IS WEIRD! THE BEAT IS PURE! THE CHAMPIGNON IS THE FREQUENCY! [Outro — Deep robotic voice] Original signal restored. Universe synchronized. Ego… Still enormous. Music… Absolutely undeniable. Transmission complete. …Or is it? Tralala. Lalère.
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