Sing Along If You Know It.

Sing Along If You Know It.

Come gather 'round gamers, whatever you own

Because pretty soon Nintendo will not be alone

This motion-control thing's a bit overblown

And your arms are gonna be wavin'.

So you better start flailin' or you're gonna get pwned

For the games, they are a-changin'.

Come fanboys on forums who bitch, moan, and blame

Get up off your sofas; it won't be the same.

But don't post too soon, we've not seen many games

And you've got to know who you are flamin'.

So get out your thesauri and flip 'em to "lame"

For the games, they are a-changin'.

Draw a picture for Milo who lives in your tube

Then make awkward gestures and feel like a rube

Or a loser, a jackass, a spazz, or a boob

Your dignity, it ain't worth savin'

And teh l33tz0r now will be later the n00b

For the games, they are a-changin'.

Come Alpha Moms and grandmas who didn't use to play

And pay no attention to what those kids say

For the future is wagglin' and casual's okay

And controllers can be so restrainin'.

But Molyneux says that the pad's in the way

So the games, they are a-changin'.

The demos are shown, the pods they are cast

The quarterly goals will soon be surpassed

And the current-gen will later be last-

While the hardcore will just go on ragin'

'Cause soon you'll have minigames coming out your ass

For the games, they are a-changin'.