Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song O.G. Original Gamer, artist - MC Lars. Album song This Gigantic Robot Kills, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 23.02.2009
Record label: Horris
Song language: English
O.G. Original Gamer |
Dad found me on the steps of the video arcade |
Oprhan baby in a basket, seven pounds is all I weighed |
And before I learned to walk well I’d mastered Donkey Kong |
Q*bert, Final Fight, Master Blaster, and Pong |
Blindfolded — okay yeah I know it sounds adorable |
But dollars signs in Pop’s eyes grew creepy and deplorable |
He said |
Play by the noises, follow the ding (boing!) |
But I can walk the dog and do my homework? |
First, collect coins! |
Kid, didn’t I find you with a controller in hand? |
Now why do you got to go and bring shame to your old man? |
Same to your old fans; |
you were a child prodigy |
Up on a milk crate at the cabinet, making cottage cheese |
Out of anybody’d put a quarter on screen |
My pride in you, extended like the limbs of Dhalsim |
All green money motives must a back seat take! |
Put the textbooks down, I’m trying to make you great |
Locked in the attic Pops trained me from my crib to the stroller |
I messed up he’d beat me senseless with the NES controller |
Kid listen I promise, it’s for your own good |
Wits that you’ve shown: should you level up? |
It’s understood! |
I hadn’t seen the sun since '98 like Sega Saturn |
I’ve been learning ten-hit combos and the speed run patterns |
More play, less chatter. |
You’re a champion, kid |
Under your mattress there had better be some cartridges hid |
Up up down down left right left right B A — mad scary |
It’s like Clockwork Orange meets Ray Bradbury |
It’s unnecessary to struggle; |
you’re fated to win |
But until you beat Bowser, you stay strapped in |
I want to live a fun life, I’ve only seen the sun twice |
I want real friends dad, Nintendogs won’t suffice |
Why do you ask for nothing when the world could be yours? |
Flesh-and-blood fun’s fleeting. |
Seek eternal high scores |
O.G. |
original gamer |
Sad as «Face of a Stranger» |
I want to go to school and clean my room |
I don’t want to sit here playing Doom |
Can’t you see I need to go out and play yo |
Real sports like baseball, I’m sick of Halo |
Then you’re sick of the meaning of life — at your age! |
Better try a little harder, you want to clear that stage |
And step into the middle of an existence examined |
Do it, or you’re grounded: make you play backgammon |
Here’s a list of things that I’d rather do |
Than sitting home playing Super Smash Brothers with you |
Eat peas, do the dishes, walk the dog, mow the lawn |
Take your Wii and shove it, I’m off Pops, I’m gone… Peace! |
Don’t Joust with me kid, I’ll go berserk |
After all of your talent, all of my hard work |
All the winnings that you earn, your celebrity too |
You want to put us on the streets, like the TV movies do! |
O.G. |
original gamer |
Sad as «Face of a Stranger» |