A 3D television (3DTV) is a television set that projects a television program into a realistic three-dimensional field by employing techniques such as stereoscopic display, multi-view display, 2D-plus-depth, or any other form of 3D display.
In the late 1890s, the British film pioneer William Friese-Greene filed a patent for a 3-D movie process. When viewed stereoscopically, it showed that the two images are combined by the brain to produce 3-D depth perception. On 10 June 1915, Edwin S. Porter and William E. Waddell presented tests to an audience at the Astor Theater in New York City. In red-green anaglyph, the audience was presented three reels of tests, which included rural scenes, test shots of Marie Doro, a segment of John Mason playing a number of passages from Jim the Penman (a film released by Famous Players-Lasky that year, but not in 3-D), Oriental dancers, and a reel of footage of Niagara Falls.[19] However, according to Adolph Zukor in his 1953 autobiography The Public Is Never Wrong: My 50 Years in the Motion Picture Industry, nothing was produced in this process after these tests.
Alright!
Waiting your turn, Just to die
You wish that someone could be by your side
You're so afraid to be alone
You need my help so that you can be strong
And what will you miss
when death gives you a kiss
Live in a room with your solid walls
You can't get out although you call
Looking around and what you see
A thousand souls and there ready to scream
And what will you miss
when the death gives you a kiss
Such a strange moaning in the air
Can you feel the breeze through your hair
Rolling around across the ground
Hoping that soon you will be found yeah
And what will you miss
When the death gives you a kiss
Oh yeah!
The evil darkness that you can't see through
Turns you around makes a fool out of you
Looking behind you can you see the dawn
Wasted your chance and now your life is gone
Too Long Too Long Far Too Long
We've Sailed The Ship
This Ship Of Woe
It's Time To Pull Together
Pull Together
To Bring The Ship
This Ship Ashore
Dry Dry Dry Dry Your Years
Dry Your Years Arm Your Arm
Your Fears
In Laughter In Anger
For Better Or For Worse
Join Me When
The Adverse Wind Comes
Only These Chains
Do We Have Lose
Come My Friend Add Your Voice
To Voice To This
Too Long Too Long Far Too Long
As Your Anger Remained Bottled Up Inside
It's Your Time For The Cork Cork To Be Drawn
TIVE TIVE
DETETIVE
MEU PAI É DETE
TIVE TIVE
DETETIVE
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
- MAS O TEU É DESPACHANTE!
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
ENFRENTA BRONCAS LEGAIS
TEU PAI É DESPACHANTE
E NÃO FAZ NADA DEMAIS
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
PRENDE BANDIDO E TRAFICANTE
TEU PAI É UM CAGALHÃO
QUE SE ESCONDE
ATRÁS DE ESTANTE
TIVE TIVE
DETETIVE
MEU PAI É DETETIVE (2X)
- MAS O TEU É DESPACHANTE!
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
ENTROU NA CASA DO LADRÃO
DEU UM TIRO À QUEIMA ROUPA
QUE QUEBROU A TELEVISÃO
TEU PAI É DESPACHANTE
E É UM CARINHA SIMPLÓRIO
NÃO DESPACHA NEM MACUMBA
E TEM MEDO DE VELÓRIO
TIVE TIVE
DETETIVE
MEU PAI É DETETIVE (2X)
- MAS O TEU É DESPACHANTE!
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
CONHECE TODOS OS TIRAS
TEU PAI É DESPACHANTE
FREQUENTA ATÉ O BAFO DE BIRA
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
E NÃO TRATA DE BOLINHO
E TEU PAI, NA BOA,
ACHO QUE FRITA UM SONHINHO
TIV TIV
POSITIVO
HIV POSI (2X)
TIV TIV
POSITIVO
HIV POSITIVO
MAS O MEU É NEGATIVO
MEU PAI É DETETIVE
E JÁ FOI PRA PUNTA DEL ESTE
CONHECE TODO O BRASIL
E TIRA FÉRIAS NO FAROESTE
TEU PAI É DESPACHANTE
TRABALHA NO BIG SHOP
E NA QUINTA VAI PRO PARAGUAI
TRAZER RELÓGIO G-SHOK
TIVE TIVE
DETETIVE
MEU PAI É DETETIVE (2X)
- MAS O TEU É DESPACHANTE!
You paint it black, this fading world.
You tear it apart, I push it away.
The further I stray, the bigger the fright,
To ever wake up from these endless nights.
I'm wasting time, all these wasted times.
I'll doubt it'll sound the same next to me down here.
No matter how you choose to spit their words.
Face down, we're fucked, at the bottom of this wishing
well.
Face down.
Time, oh wasted times.
All these wasted times.
No open doors left for me and you,
Left to rot at the bottom of this wishing well.
Captivity of insecurity.
It's make-believe, and nothing worth.
You're make-believe, your nothing worth.
It would solve a lot of problems If death was enforced here It would put the shit up murderers, rapists and the queers If death was made the sentence Then sex crimes they may drop The pervert would be no more And that would be no loss
Chorus: Death row, death row Just four walls nowhere to go Waiting for the day that you meet your maker You're in a cell on death row
An alternative to prison at the rate-payers loss A noose around the neck or an electric shock What gives a man a right to live If he takes another's life? He's killed once, he'll kill again So lets end this bastard's life
Chorus
Standing in a court room the verdict it is death He killed an innocent person Put a cord around his neck It happens all the time on American city streets Murders, rapes and muggings Keep Britain free from this